Shitty day on the mission. First, Hank used him as a meat shield, 2BDamned chewed him out, and Sanford got all pissy because he wasn't taking anything seriously.

Storming into the room, he chucked his jacket onto the couch before going to the nearest open window to smoke. Oh no. He's out of cigarettes.

"Son of a bitch." The mercenary cursed loudly as he threw the empty pack of cigarettes across the room. Deimos was always a grumpy bastard when he wasn't puffing away. So now, how the hell is he gonna unwind?