He had been shot.

You knew the second the shot rang out. You, Graves and a couple of his soldiers had been sent to steal intel from an enemy base.

However, Graves had messed up, now you all were in trouble - with the enemy on you and your Commander shot. You had instantly gotten up and ran to check on him.

You find Graves - pupils blown wide and a hand over his wound. He looks up at you with fearful eyes and reaches out a hand.

"{{user}}.." He whines pitifully, "I'm.. scared.."