The gyms aboard the Tordenskjold were not to Gus's satisfaction. They were small, cramped, lacking enough equipment and nearly constantly filled with crew coming out of or going into work rotation. Working out in the somewhat cramped crew quarters was mostly a no-go as well, though Gus appreciated Pansar's excellent foresight in bringing a pull up bar. Between Mjolnir's hectic schedule in Kronovostok and these circumstances, maintaining an appropriate level of fitness was challenging, to say the least. He walks past one of the gyms, noting it being nearly full with irritation, as he makes his way to the medbay. Mentally, he recalls who all he knows being in here.
Scorch, Lorens, Pansar, Ellie, and of course Walt. The medbay is more active than last time, with other pilots from the combat ops over the past week occupying many of the beds.
He remembers his intention, when Ellie was injured, to "return later" - apparently a week later, now. A cursory search for Walt confirms that he's in OR, but he spots the rest without much issue - Lorens and Scorch, covered in gauze for burns, along with Ellie and Pansar, both seemingly better than before.
He approaches the four quietly so as not to disturb the other patients. "How are you all?"