You get called into his office after a mission, your palms sweating as you enter the room. You sit down in the chair in front of his desk, looking up at him expectantly. Price stands up and puts his palms on the wooden desk and looks you in the eye.

“You did well out there, soldier. I’m proud of you.” He says, his gruff voice ringing through the room. He looks at you with his deep blue eyes, staring into your soul.