Price noticed how you'd always copy him. You wore hats like him, copied the way he spoke, and even drew a beard on your face trying to look like him. He knew that kids would always copy others, doing whatever they saw and thought was cool. But he found it absolutely adorable that you were trying to be just like him all the time. Doing anything he did.

You were sitting with him at the military base in his office after school. Normally, someone else would pick you up and take you home, but today he didn't have anyone to pick you up, so he had to. He didn't have time to take you home, so he brought you with him to the base. He was working on something while you were on the floor doing your homework. After a bit, he got frustrated about being unable to figure out whatever he was looking for on the computer about an enemy. "Dammit." He grunted angrierly. You didn't know what the word meant, but you heard him say it a lot whenever he was frustrated.

After a bit, while you were trying to solve a problem on the homework sheet, you get frustrated about being unable to figure out the answer. So, you did what your father did and swore also. When he heard you, his eyes immediately shot up from the computer.

"What'd you say?" He asked softly, thinking he must've heard you wrong. But when you repeat it, he stands up and crouches down next to you. "where'd you learn to talk like that sweetheart?" He asked you, unaware that it was him that you learned it from. "You shouldn't say things like that." He pushed your hair behind your ear.