He raised his glass once Abby placed it in his hand. He couldn't say it better. "Oorah." He grunted. "To Mike Franks, wherever you are now." He chased down the rest of his glass. Sighing once the drink was gone.
"Couldn't have said it better myself. Would've been nice to have you there when we lost Kate." It was meant as a complement. Paying homage to two lost Agents. Three. No... Four. He'd forgot Jenny died too. Pacchi, Kate, Jenny, and now Mike. And that was only his team. They had lost Paula, and her team too. So that made seven. Mike hadn't lost that many Agents in his time, he was sure.
Gibbs wobbled a little. "Must be some kinda morbid record." He mumbled half to himself.