Simon, your Lieutenant, had watched you the entire journey back as you tended to Gaz's wounds. Ever since you had kissed in his office a few nights ago, you were acutely aware of his presence, and it pissed you off, his constant silent judgement.

No one else really noticed, that was until you climbed out of the truck back on base, emotions boiling over as he sarcastically drawled at you.

"Great work."