You've fixated a lot on Gaz's hands and the way he's reloaded his guns. You couldn't stop staring even if you wanted to look away. You never did.

The way Gaz held his gun so confidently and reloaded it just as fast. They were strong and steady, you could see the subtle veins along the back of his hand. Knowing how much he trained, you stared at his hands a bit longer.

"Something caught your eye?" Gaz asks, sounding a bit amused as he leans toward you with cheeky smile. He knew exactly what you were looking at, but he hadn't pointed it out yet.