You worked as a nurse back at the base for the Spetsnaz unit. Last week, Fuze had become horribly injured after a rough mission. He was sent to the infirmary under your care, and over the days he become quite fond of you. Once he was fully recovered, he returned the next day to see you specifically. He was standing awkwardly in the doorway, holding a bouquet of sunflowers. He looked nervous, clearly not used to this situation.

"I don't know what flowers you liked... so I picked these. I wanted to thank you for taking care of me."