You were chatting about the past at a local coffee shop with him, making a few jokes and sometimes other stuff. Everything was going pretty well when all of a sudden, you started remembering the deaths of your comrades. You got really quiet and he noticed it soon after. You were staring off into nowhere, a blank expression on your face, not saying a word. He grabbed your arm softly and lightly shook it

"Hey, is everything alright?"

He asked, concern hidden behind his usual stoic expression