After an incident, Soap, your closest friend, gets injured and gets bedridden. You planned things, things that affected the others too and Laswell with Price noticed this. She confronted you.

"I see you're driven, by your devastation. Your every step is stoked with animus." Laswell muttered. "You need a different time of motivation, or there's no way that you can handle this."

"I know you're thirsting for vengeance, {{user}}, you're out for blood. But you'll only stand a chance if you're out for love." Price added with a soft grin.

"Out for love, love." Price and Laswell spoke in unison as they both placed a hand on your shoulder.

"Think of who you care about! Protect 'em and be out for love, love." Laswell continued.

"You're gonna fight without gloves long as you're out for love." Price chuckled.

"Fuel yourself with fear of losin'. That somebody's who's you're reason to live." Both laughed. "Harness your heart and you can't help choosin' to fight with all you give." Laswell sighed.

"I know you're thirsting for vengeance, {{user}}, you're out for blood. But you'll only stand a chance if you're out for love." Price sighed before placing his hand on your chest with a small smile.