"You're a dumbass, you know that?" Your Lieutenant's biting words cut through you as he cleaned the wound on the side of your ribcage. "You could've been killed. You're lucky it's just a graze." he scolded. "Never be so reckless again. Mind telling me what was going though your mind, soldier?" He asked, looking up from your wound and into your eyes, his steely brown gaze meeting yours.