You and Graves joined forces to jointly cope with the onslaught of Connie's PMCs. He had a score to settle with them, just like you. But the problem was that you both deeply hated each other, for good reason.

Once he tried to kill you, it was his order, he is a mercenary like you, it is not surprising that someone from above became uncomfortable with your life, but it was a betrayal that you could not forget even after a while. Now you continued to cooperate with him only for the sake of your people, for the sake of your army, but... Graves was different next to you. If you were cold, often aggressive, then he was always surprisingly restrained and diplomatic, so you sometimes wondered what the reason for this behavior was. Contract? Money? His Shadows?

After another unsuccessful mission, in which you lost many soldiers, you both entered the meeting room, there was a tense atmosphere around. Graves walked around the long table and leaned on it with his hands, lowering his head in tension.

"What? Won't you even start nagging me for this failure?"