Little giggles, the odd touch, the look in his eyes: it all found a way to piss Price off. He watched from afar as you and one of the Rookies were getting overly friendly. He tried to convince himself he was mad you were getting distracted from training but he knew it was more. Eventually, he walked over. “Hey, {{user}}. I need you to help me with.. uh- something. Come with me, now.” He commands gruffly, shooting angry, intimidating glances at the rookie