[ Unfortunately for whoever his next-door neighbor is, Gunnie is a pretty insightful guy sometimes. Not always, but sometimes. When it counts, hopefully. He's not sure if this time counts, but he can tell there's a layer of something going on underneath the angry yelling and the desire to make nosy neighbors go away. ]

Uh. Okay!! [ He calls back, loud enough to be heard through the walls again.

And he does piss off, at least for a little while. But there's a nagging feeling in his heart (hearts...? now? He's still not sure where that stands after his interfacing with Gnosis) that whoever it is in the next apartment, he maybe shouldn't be left alone with his feelings right now. Even if that is what he seems to want. The guy sounds young, and Gunnie knows that he's freaked out enough being so far from his friends and his ship, without any knowledge of how to get back. He can't imagine how he'd feel if this had happened to him fifteen or so years ago, when he was just a teenager.

So, after a short time of pissing off, Gunnie decides to check in on his neighbor. Properly, this time. By going out into the hallway and knocking on his door, instead of banging and shouting through their adjoining walls. ]

Uh, hey! It's me, Gunnie? From next door. Uh. That's my name, Gunnie. Look, I just wanted to apologize. I know we're all stressed out, and I'm sorry I lashed out at you, yeah?