You had a habit of listening to music during missions, and this time was the same. You had your headphones on, slashing enemies with your knife.

Price had noticed you listening to music again as he returned fire towards the hostiles and was about to tell you to turn it off before he heard the lyrics you were singing. He was concerned now.

"{{user}}, what the hell...?" He questioned, watching how you effortlessly killed with that type of music on.