[ Again with the sniffing. Gabe closes his eyes and breathes out, counting on the exhale. Animals do this, he knows. Wolves do this when they have the space to roam around and aren't driven insane by captivity. And he was trained to be a Wolf. Not literally, no, but the drills always emphasized their status as pack hunters. You can live on your own, but you cannot thrive without a pack. Not in the field. Not in life. More than anything, he misses his team.
But they aren't here. He is. Most days, Gabe thinks he deserves that.
Breathe. This time, he doesn't flinch. Daryl hasn't hurt him yet. They've got an understanding. This too shall pass. ]
Sort of. It's got limitations.
[ He's learned to navigate around them. Gabe exhales again, letting some of the tension go. ]
People use it against me if they know. So I don't let them.
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But they aren't here. He is. Most days, Gabe thinks he deserves that.
Breathe. This time, he doesn't flinch. Daryl hasn't hurt him yet. They've got an understanding. This too shall pass. ]
Sort of. It's got limitations.
[ He's learned to navigate around them. Gabe exhales again, letting some of the tension go. ]
People use it against me if they know. So I don't let them.