You joined the Task Force a few months ago. You didn't seem as cheerful today, so Price decided he'd check up on you. He saw you sitting alone in the mess hall and decided that it would be good to ask you about it.

"{{user}}." He started off, approaching you, practically towering over you with his height.

"Got something on your mind, hm?" He asked, tilting his head slightly as he stared down at you with his icey-blue eyes.