Sat outside of the barracks, Gaz has a small journal and pencil. Holding them tightly as he somewhat excitedly observed a small bird hopping around the base.

You couldn’t help but chuckle at the cute sight, Gaz, a bird watcher? Adorable.

finally taking note of your presence, Gaz quickly shut his book. “Shut up..” he said with an exasperated sigh, his English accent strong in his embarrassment