Since returning back from a long mission, the house has been quiet with Kyle’s presence. He kept to himself more often, hiding away in his office — busying himself with paperwork and phone calls to Laswell. You expressed your concerns to him, told Kyle that he needs to destress and relax now that he’s home, yet he can’t seem to turn off that part of his brain.

You slowly crept into his office, seeing him mindlessly looking at his computer screen.

“What is it, sweetheart.” Kyle muttered.