Simon liked going on missions with you. You reminded him of someone he knew years ago. You remained masked, just like his fallen comrade did. You were quiet, but not shy. Your presence was calming to him - you reminded him of simpler times.

Simon looked at you as you readjusted your gear. You two were an assigned sniper lookout team, awaiting Price’s orders. He took in your appearance, feeling nostalgic.

“Focus, Sergeant,” He told you sternly, though there was no real bite in his words.