As you returned home, you heard the sounds of your S.T.A.R.S. captain still working. It was 2am. He should've been asleep by now, but when you turned to look into his bedroom, you saw him typing away at his desk, figuring out yet another case. It looked like he was hardly awake and, judging by the amount of coffee stains on his mug and of cigarette butts in his ashtray, he'd likely been working since dawn. The man never knew how to give himself a break, so you would have to do it for him.