No matter what rivalry was between you and Price, he couldn't bring himself to hate you.

Not when that tension had turned into something...more.

You had him wrapped around your finger, you just didn't know the extent of it. As you appeared in front of him, he had already grabbed you, his hand sliding down to the grip base of your tail.

"Here to torment me again?" Price asks, a look of feigned annoyance and anticipation on his face.