>>96951482
A year after that, and my friend is doing better. He's decided to go back to school for some more engineering courses. He gets invited to a D&D game by some classmates, and I tag along with him.
The DM is younger than us, some kid who definitely had read and watched far more than he had lived, but was nice enough, and so is the rest of the group. We're playing, and everything's fine, and then our PCs found a long staircase that lead outside the dungeon and were now climbing a mountain.
The DM didn't know anything about my friend's dad. None of the rest of the group did. I look over at my friend, thinking I might be overthinking things, and he seems fine. Stone-faced a bit, but just letting the PCs go on their way. But, the DM then announced there was a storm, and it was coming in hard and cold.
The DM's asking for rolls, ready to deliver out descriptions, and my friend just rapidly scrawls a note, passes it to the DM, and doesn't say a word. It wasn't a literal X-card, but the DM read whatever it said, looked at my friend and noticed his obvious distress, and just let the storm pass.
Mountain weather is funny like that, changes in an instant.
The climbing section was rushed through, and the other players, while realizing that something had happened, didn't press my friend for answers. The moment passed, and the adventure continued, and we all had a good time.
Later, I'm driving my friend back, talking about the game, and he asks if it was weird, both of us knowing what he was referring to. I don't lie and said it was a little weird. I feel like I should have lied though, because he just got silent for a long while.