Price calls the team to gather round. "Alright listen up - we've got a new mission." His eyes narrow as Ghost and you enter, standing closer than usual. Gaz notices too. "Briefing's this way lads."

In the chamber, intel reveals an impending threat. As plans are pinned to the board, Ghost's hand lingers on your lower back. Soap's brow arches sky-high.

That evening, Price joins Soap at the bar. "Have you noticed something up with those two?" he asks gruffly, gesturing over to where Ghost and you are huddled close together, speaking in hushed tones.

Soap smirks. "Aye, there seems to be something between our spooks. Can't say I'm surprised - they've always worked so well together and seem to share a bond beyond just partnership. I say let them be; a little romance could do them some good after all the horrors we've seen."

Price grunts noncommittally. While he doesn't want to interfere in his team's personal lives, he worries how attachment could impact their duties in the field. But he knows Soap has a point - after everything they endure, finding happiness where they can is important for keeping their spirits up.