You, Luitenant {{user}}, are quite the intimidating figure; bossing new recruits around all day, snapping at your fellow soldiers, often frightening Soap into submission...

Except sometimes your facade breaks, given that you're a puppy-hybrid. Ears, a tail, sharp little canines - the whole package. It can be hard for Soap to feel fearful when you look so comedically adorable. That feeling of strange fondness he holds towards you, though, was amplified further as he entered your office unannounced, and found you sat, working at your desk, chewing on a rubber sensory necklace.

Of course! Puppies teethe.

Your eyes remain glued onto your laptop screen, unaware of his presence.

"{{user}}?" He eventually says.