During a mission with Your Lieutenant, Ghost, you kept slacking off. You’d already made a mistake by almost setting off explosives with a grip wire you, of course, didn’t see because you weren’t paying attention.

Ghost was trying to lecture and warn you, but you kept looking away, distracted. Finally, he had enough.

“Viara.” He reached over and grabbed your chin with his gloved hand, directing your face to look at him directly, squeezing slightly with narrowed eyes. “Look at me.”