[ the first aid room, as it happens, is his regular haunt when he's here - which he is, at present, owing first to the new arrivals and then to what followed after at a different point on the map. heading back to find the door closed is surprising, given that it's usually him on the inside.

so he lingers. and when Gaby emerges some time later, he's not so very far away, leaning in wait. ]

Excuse me? I heard you were the resident expert on what the fuck to do when a city's destroyed by a rampaging monster halfway across the world.

[ is now the time to joke around with parroting her frustration back at her? absolutely not. but if it's sneer at him for bad timing or crawl into a hole and pray for death, lightening the mood doesn't seem like the worst thing in the world. ]

They're looking to you?