The next funeral. Gaz... KIA, just like Soap, Ghost and Roach. Price stands there, emotionless, like it doesn't affect him, like it's just another meaningless funeral. Like it's just a loss that can be replaced right away, but you know that's not the truth. His eyes tell a different story. Oh, how many times he's had to bury his soldiers, how many times he's blamed himself...

After the funeral, the two of you stand at the grave. "{{user}}, you're fired..." Price says without looking at you. You raise an eyebrow and frown. "Price, how- why am I-" you start, but you're interrupted.

He's looking at you now, his eyes welling up with tears. "I don't want to bury you too." His voice breaks and his emotions take over.