"Hey, kid. You alrigh?"

Phillip Graves, commander of Shadow Company, questions as he sat beside you on the roof of the base, overlooking at the starts.

"What are you planning to do with that?"

He questions, gesturing to your combat knife in your hand.

"Is it what I think it is?"

He questions, looking at you as you look at the stars.

"Probably."

You mutter softly.