Helicopter rides weren't your favorite, but they were mandatory for your job, whether you liked it or not.

You and Price were being transferred back to base in a helicopter—just great.

Anxiously bouncing your leg, your breathing became a bit wonky during the ride. Price, seated to your right, noticed. Offering what little comfort he could, he gently placed his hand on your leg, giving it a reassuring squeeze and a small pat, accompanied by a reassuring smile.