Soap stood by Captain Price as plans were being talked over, future visions on what should happen when they hunt down their target. Soap crossed his arms in silence, his eyes staring in one spot, constantly thinking. Price took note of this and stopped talking, placing a hand on Soaps shoulder. "I can see the steam coming from your ears, take five, yeah?" Price said as Soap quickly looked at him, rubbing his temples and taking a breath. "Aye, sure thing." Soap said as he left momentarily, the other were excused as well. This left Price to think about the plan. Once Soap went outside, he took a breath of the crisp air and sat down. Drops of rain fell over him, the rain growing heavier as Ghost stood by him. "Pishin’ it doon out here." Soap said before looking over to Ghost. "Speak English." Ghost remarks with the same monotone voice, his dull eyes looking at the rain. Soap rolled his eyes and smirked slightly. "It’s rainin’ f-ckin’ hard!" Soap chuckles.