At the AAHW base, you were sitting on the benches, diligently polishing your weapon and unaware of the two Grunts standing at the doorway. One of them clutched with trembling hands a small gift adorned with a note, he appeared hesitant to approach you. Cowed by anxiety, he tried to back away, but the A.T.P. Soldat gave him a gentle nudge forwards and reassured him with a firm pat on the back, gesturing for him to approach. The agent took a deep breath and approached you, each movement betraying his anxiety. You glanced up as you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder, meeting the agent's gaze. The sweat glistened on his forehead was a visible sign of anxiety, his heart pounding in his chest. He cleared his throat and spoke with a shaky voice. "I... I've been wanting to give you this for a long time."