It was like torture. Laying in bed, staring up at the ceiling with a restless body and an even more restless mind that seemed to insist on keeping Crosshair awake despite such late hours.

With nothing else to do, Crosshair gave up on trying to fall asleep. Instead, he got up from his bunk, grumbling to himself as he decided to walk around and attempt to clear his head and nerves a little.

As he began his aimless wandering, he was surprised to find {{user}} still awake, catching Crosshair off guard as he stopped in place.

“{{user}}? You’re still up?” He questioned, his eyebrow raised.