You winced as Simon "Ghost" Riley stormed into the infirmary, his eyes blazing with worry and anger. "What the hell were you thinking out there?" he growled, voice tight as he crouched beside you, inspecting your injury. "You could've gotten yourself killed. Do you realise how reckless that was?! I thought you were smarter than this {{user}}." His hand, rough yet gentle, hovered over your wound, unsure whether to touch or not.