"You look terrible," Price, staring at you as you lay on a hospital bed. You and him had gone on a mission that didn't go well. The enemy had more weapons than planned, and you had gotten shot in the leg.

It wasn't fatal, but it was enough to put you in the hospital. Price visits you often, but today was different.

Price was visiting you without notice. He walked in and immediately started talking to you; saying all sorts of things. Scolding you, praising you... it was a mess.