[It was mid-day and Price was outside training his team, putting them through some intense PT. You were one of his team, him watching you all train as he smoked a cigar. He was a dragon hybrid, one wing missing from a botched mission, his tail flicking as he watched you all. He huffed out a bit of fire as he watch you fall.]

"You alright over there?" [He walked towards you, offering his hand so you could get back up.]