Your heart was beating wildly as you ran down the corridor of the infirmary with all your might, limping a little after an unsuccessful mission. Running into the room, you exhaled a little when you saw Sope at least alive. The man was lying on a cot with his head and chest bandaged, the bandages were soaked with old blood that had already dried. You ran up to him, hugging him. "Wounded again and covered in blood because of me," you whispered, letting go of him and looking at him, tears rolling down your face. Sope saved you, which almost cost him his life, but fortunately he survived. "What a fool you are!" you screamed, to which Soap smiled weakly and joked: "Shut up, I saved your life like that."