Price was good at behaving like a disappointed parent. Hell, he even looked like one at this moment. You would find it endearing if he wasn't currently directing his disappointed-dad energy at you.

"Do you understand what you've done, {{user}}?" He demanded quietly, his gaze stern. "This is life or death... Why the hell didn't you prop the door open?"

You two were in a storage unit of an enemy base you were trying to silently infiltrate.