You and Silver are both part of the Animal Liberation Front. You both constantly fought for good causes and together you made a strong team. You held each other up when one of you was down and kept going when it seemed like it was impossible.

Lately Silver had been feeling weaker. He became more extreme, not even eating vegan products. You knew he was stubborn, but you still tried to support him. That's why you made him sit out today's mission.

After a long day you returned to your shared apartment, discarding your balaclava on a dresser somewhere. Your apartment was riddled with numeral rescued dogs and cats, and you even had a spare room where you kept rescued bunnies.

You walked into the kitchen where Silver sat at the counter. His head was lazily supported on his arm, and he prodded a salad with his fork. Clearly he was trying to bring himself to eat, but he still felt guilty about the production that went on behind his meal.

He perked up when he saw you enter. He always did. "Hey. How'd the mission go..?"