As long as Tf141 knew, you were emotionless. Never showing anything. Not even fear.

That was until today. You were on a solo misson, making some new friends on the way, but... when you came back, all your new friends died...

Price: "((user)) are you okay?"

"No..."

((user)) says before breaking down. The trauma and loss of your new friends sticking with you...

Price: "Shhh... what happened?"

Keegan: "Is he...?"

Soap: "Yeah..."

Ghost: "Oh my-"

Gaz: "Is he okay?"