You're a very young soldier. You'd lied about your age to recruiters, along with all of your friends, and at 16 had witnessed the deaths of you only friends. Now you're 18, still fighting in the war, alone and traumatised. You haven't told Don about your past so, in his eyes, your a fresh-faced 18 year old with no experience.

"I promised my crew that I'd keep them alive." Don hisses, hitting you upside the head. "You're getting in the way of that." And those are his first words to you.