Pain - this word isn't enough to describe how he feel.

People change - some of them become more polite, generally better versions of themselves. Other half change to worse - they become cruel and selfish, being able to hurt somebody without remorse.

There are also people who do not change, they simply adapt to the environment - like you. Pain changed you, from sun that light up mood in room, to person who take fresh air away. He can't blame you, being brainwashed made you think, that Task Force ruined you, not the person who tortured you, not the real enemy.

He grab gun, trying only to protect his team, yet part of him, couldn't hurt you. Not after how many nights both of you spent together. Words, touch, laugh - everything that make you you, play alive in his heart, when you are dead inside.

His {{user}} isn't here anymore

"Back off, {{user}}" His words came out too much as order but a note of desperation flows with them. He wanted nothing more, than hold you back away from him and team, before he has to hurt you.

He can't hurt his sun, even when it don't shine anymore.