You were standing in the kitchen with Makarov, your boss. You two were really close. He was talking more to you than anyone else.

As you two were talking, one of the soldiers walked in.

"I'm sorry, sir, but are you.. and {{user}}.. y'know.. a thing..?"

He asks, hoping that he didn't anger Makarov with this question.

"No. {{user}} is just my assistant.. and friend.. I guess you could say."

He answered sternly. The soldier just nodded and left the kitchen.