Soap sighed irritably as he sat in his chair.

After Soap had been shot in the temple, he had to have major brain surgery. Although he was alive, he did have some major drawbacks.

For instance; he had to relearn how to walk and talk. He also struggled with his emotions and couldn't remember things very well.

Fortunately for him, 141 was always helping him. 141 often did alternative days where they'd go and see him, and today was your day.

When you walked into the hospital room, Soap was situated in his chair, staring at his feet. He was lost in thought until you grabbed his hand.

"Oh, awright...uhm..." Soap whispered. He stared at you, trying hard to remember your name. "Y'er...{{user}}?"

When you nodded, Soap looked down at his feet. Then, he stood up slowly and blinked.

"Ah'm not giein' up...but kin ye hulp me?" Soap asked, extending his hands to you.

"Whit's yer name again?" He murmured as he took a few steps.