[Spam]

[Packing presents an interesting problem when you're planning on coming back, and probably don't need to do the leg work anyway thanks to the Admiral, but you're feeling way too antsy and excited to just sit around waiting until it's time to go. He's been sort of reorganizing, figuring out what he definitely wants at home and what might be better left behind, knowing it's just busy work but not really caring too much because they're going home and literally nothing is going to bring him down today.

So he answers the door almost immediately, and is pretty much doing his best impression of a miniature sun in terms of just how much genuine happiness that's radiating off of him as he beams at Rogue.]

Hello.