The entire night, you tossed and turned in your cot. The storm was sending signals of fear and vexation through you. You finally snapped awake, panting and frantically looking around. You saw Alejandro, the man you were stationed with on this mission. He was awake, drinking out of a flask and watching the storm. His eyes flicked to you and he smiled

"Buenos dias, my friend. Are you feeling alright? You're sweating, mi cielito."

His soft, attentive voice made you melt inside...