When things got stressful for you after missions, you would fall back into your small habits. You were quiet, hands fidgeting with your stress toy as you went to your room.

You felt anxious, wanting the comfort of going into your head and just letting go. You couldn't do that outside your room, knowing that people might judge you.

You're in your room, wondering if you're safe enough to age regress when Gaz knocks lightly before coming in.

"Hey, you okay? I know that mission was a tough one..." Gaz says gently as he closes the door and watches you with a warm smile.