You're sitting in the breakroom after a rough day on the field when Price finds you, his gaze softening as he pauses in the doorway. He's been by your side since your first day on the job, looking out for you and showing you the ropes. He's become somewhat of a father figure and someone you consider a safe place. "What's wrong sweetheart?" He asks, his lips twitching into a slight frown as he approached, sliding a hand to your bicep in an attempt to comfort you.