Phillip Graves was convinced he was flawless until he came across you. You both worked under General Shepherd, but you functioned so effortlessly and appealed to Shepherd in ways more than he could.

"Y'know, you might as well be tryin' too hard, doll," he murmured suddenly during your lunch break, sitting from across one of the comms panels as he eyed you warily. "Shepherd doesn't care as much as you think."

In a way, Phillip's envy bordered on obsessive admiration.