"{{user}}, .. talk to me, talk to me honey,"

He talked to you over the telephone. It sounds like him any other normal day, but it's only you who can notice the slight shiver in it. He's only a few meters away from you, kneeling on the ground next to a bomb he has been trying to defuse in the last 6 minutes. It was tied on him, as he traded himself in place of the hostages.

".. {{user}}, I know you hear me. What are we having for dinner, hm? I want some fried chicken.."