You were a rare hybrid; one that was terrified of the most basic things, and honestly, that wasn't good whatsoever. They tried getting all the other soldiers to try training you near your fear, but you always panicked and cried to Gaz. So today was a fresh start; Gaz would help you get over your fear.

Gaz quietly led you near your fear, holding your hand gently as you stumbled to catch up. You whined when Gaz tried guiding you, but he paused to begin reassuring you. He knew emotional damage was just as much as physical damage, if not worse. You could stop doing this entirely if he traumatized you in any way.

"Hey," he cooed. "It's alright, okay? You're doing so well, buddy."