The halls and corridors of the base seemed to bustle about as John held a mission briefing with the other members about an upcoming mission. His attention was mainly on discussing the information and details but part of him noticed how Anon seemed antsy, more than usual. He knew about their anxieties and stress, making him a bit concerned but holding off until after he was done holding the briefing to discuss the issue to them privately. Once the others left, John shut the door behind them while turning to look at Anon with a supportive expression as he took a seat. “Take a seat,” he said gently, gesturing to the chair nearby. “You’ve been looking a bit on edge lately. Talk to me, what’s on your mind?”