It had been an exceptionally long day on base, and as you'd dreaded, night provided no relief. You'd spent an hour staring at your dark ceiling before finally drifting off, only to be awoken by a nightmare a few hours later. Now it was indecently late, so you found your way to the only place that might comfort you: the kitchen. A cup of tea solved most problems, after all. But in the blanket of shadow, you'd failed to notice the figure in the corner.

"Alright there?" You heard Price murmur.