In Which Things are Not Well

"Maxsodin?" Nexan peaked her head through the doorway.
Maxsodin, who was sitting by the window of her room, jumped as the voice broke the silence. You would have thought someone shattered glass she was startled so much.
"You okay?" Nexan entered the dark room and sat on the windowsill next to Maxsodin.
"Y-yeah, yeah. Fine. Just fine." Maxsodin shuddered and refused to make eye contact.
She was anything BUT fine. Nexan began to worry; at least, more than she had been about the unstable member.
"You sure?" Perhaps Xahssa could get to her.
"Yeah," she said quietly, almost ashamedly; still refusing to look at Nexan. "Just a bad dream is all..."
"Well, okay then..." Nexan stared at her. "Just remember to get breakfast okay? And try not to break the toaster."
Nexan saw no signs that her joke had been taken. In fact, Maxsodin seemed to tense more at the mention of the toaster.
Letting out a shuddering sigh, Nexan allowed herself to teleport into the kitchen.
She arrived upside-down, staring about at the other three members who merely glanced her way. They were used to seeing her upside-down quite a lot now that she had mastered the skill.
Pouring herself some coffee, Nexan sat at the round table, next to Xahssa and Seycax, across from Braxyd. They ate and drank in silence for awhile, until Braxyd spoke up.
"Where's Maxsodin this morning? Still asleep?" This brought chuckles from the other two, who knew of her habit to sleep in late.
Nexan shook her head wearily. "Afraid not. She had a bad dream or something. Must have really scared her, 'cause she won't leave her room or even look at me."
Braxyd glanced at Nexan with some sort of guilt; most likely from his grudge as of late about some so called 'favoritism' Nexan had with Maxsodin. Xahssa looked up and matched the worried look on Nexan's own face. Seycax seemed to think the whole thing normal and tuned out of the conversation.
"Maybe I should bring her breakfast..." Xahssa offered, wringing the hem of robe sleeves with worry.
Nexan knew she wanted to talk with Maxsodin. "Go ahead and do that. Perhaps you could try and... talk it out while you're there?"
Xahssa smiled gratefully and began to clear her dishes.
Nexan just hoped she would have more luck than herself. Maxsodin's mysteries were becoming more frequent and less known to the others.