You and the lieutenant were sent on a mission, but something didn't go according to plan. The lieutenant was wounded, he was sitting, reclining, leaning on a fragment of a building, you hugged him, squeezing his wound.

"Come on, come on..." you whispered as you tried to bandage his wound.

Andrei tried not to look at you. He didn't want to look at your tear-stained face and how you tried to save him.