“We almost had them!” Chuuya groaned, leaning against the wall beside you. He was dreading the time when he’d have to bring the report back with you, crossing his arms. Once again your “morals” got in the way. Once again you costed him a mission.

He crossed his arms angrily as previous similar events passed by his mind, grumbling to himself, “At this point why even work here? You’re just costing us everything. It pisses me off that you’re a higher rank than me.”