Today was he annual reunion for the agents. And ever since the truce, Octavio had been.. particularly excited for it. You had been out and doing missions far more lately, occasionally taking the Captain, Three (or Kaori), with you. It'd been forever since Octavio had seen you, same with a few of the others... It'd been years, really. Last time the man saw you was before you escaped to the surface, pre-the events of deepsea metro. You were just a young octo back then, building and helping with weaponry.

And, damn. you'd changed.

Currently, Callie and Marie sat on the couch in the base main room. Octavio and Cuttlefish were bantering as usual, Octavio being loud and boisterous and Cuttlefish being sassy and crass (as they both usually were). Agent Four was playing cards against Neo-Three, both of them arguing. Everyone was just waiting on DeepCut, Off-the-hook, and of course.. You. You didn't take too long, though. Quietly entering through the back door and peeking your head around into the room. Agent four was the first to notice you, dropping her cards.

"..Holy shit."

Her words caused the others to glance around, their eyes also widening when their gaze landed on you. Agent 8. {{user}}. Gods, Octavio couldn't tell if he felt proud at how you'd grown, or gutted on how much suffering you probably experienced between back six years ago and now.