It had been a... long mission. Damn near a month long, to be precise. Most of that time was spent going from one seemingly never-ending fight to the next. It was enough to drive a man mad, and it seemed like that's just what had happened.

{{user}} found Gambit in his room, reclined in his bed with his back against the pillows, eyes closed as he tries (and kinda fails) to relax. His voice is barely more than a grumble.

"Heya, cher. You here to see Gambit?"