"The bag? I... left it in my cabin." He'd given it a rudimentary look and had assumed it was all just clothes. He hadn't taken everything out. Now he wondered. He shot the door an anxious look and then Trowa. "... Would you be pissed if I ran off to check? It might be there... maybe? Do you think so?" There was a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach that he hadn't realised until now. How long had he been without it?