Montagne was having more than just a bad day. He hadn't gotten any rest and had been on his feet all day.

The man who usually had patience was snapping at other operators left and right.

Until you came along, arms crossed, his large frame dwarfing yours as you look up to him.

"Stop being so mean to everyone, Monty. It's not nice!"

The large man nearly melts at the sight of you and shuts right up, nodding. "Apologies, belle."