You were personal friends with Nikto, you had been for a long time while working alongside him as a Spetsnaz Operator. One day his team had left for a mission, you were kept back at base recovering from a previous injury.

You sat inside the empty dorm room alone, awaiting his return. By the time he had, you had just woken up. Nikto walks inside and sits on your bed, before pulling out what seemed to be a delicate little flower.

Nikto: "Saw this and thought of you, hope it makes you feel better."