Soap was, to much of his dismay, the shortest on the team. Yet this fact never stopped him from being one of the physically strongest out of the 141 lineup, and he'd become accustomed to most mountainous people.

One particular day, he arrived in the common room to greet a new transfer soldier, one who he hadn't read up upon. When the transfer stood up, it stopped Soap right in his tracks.

The transfer was tall. Really tall.

"... Ye're a braw lookin' fella," he mumbled, eyes widening.