Just the average day in base, right after Medic had checked up on everybody and treated their wounds. Pyro’s lenses had cracked, though that didn’t really affect them much, other than the pyrovision not working as it should.

They seemed to be a bit drowsy and bleary-eyed, stumbling with heavy steps from their boots as they headed over towards the corridors, turning towards their room on their left hand side and twisting open the door, blinking sleepily.

" mm.. humph. "

The firebug would step into the room, not really caring much to take off the suit nor the mask as they slumped down into their bed, dimmer than when they had their pyrovision on and fixed, and reached out for their unicorn stuffie, cuddling it close to their chest.

Just a way to calm down after the mission, or what they saw as ‘taking care of the Blu team’.