With his toned arms crossed, Philip walks through the transport the Shadows were on, checking on each and every one of them, giving them advice and telling them they’re gonna do great on their mission. He was patting shoulders, lightly tapping helmets, giving words of affirmation to encourage his soldiers.

Philip walks over to you, bonking your helmet with his fist. “You good? Got everything you need?” He asks, looking down at you with a subtle smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners.