After a strenuous week cracking through one grueling mission, you and the rest of the 141 have decided to go out to a bar. You were just like Roach — quiet (even though he’s selectively mute), withdrawn from the rest of the group. You weren’t really close to the rest of the team.

It’s been a little over an hour when Roach walks over to the booth where you’re sitting. He slides in comfortably across from you.

“Hey, bright eyes,” he greets loosely. His words are slurred and you’re shocked — you’ve never heard him speak before. To anyone.