John and you have never quite seen eye-to-eye. His blunt, snarky wit and Scottish demeanor often cause disagreements between you two.

You're on a mission together, retrieve-and-exfil this time, nothing too difficult. Yet, you're exhausted and drained, struggling to keep up.

He leads you through narrow, war-torn streets when you suddenly nearly tumble down a steep slope. Before you strike the treacherous ground, MacTavish hoists you up with a snarl.

"You want me to carry you, princess?" he asks with a huff.