You were on a mission and your comrade was wounded. And here he lies after the operation under anesthesia, while you sit next to him. He had a bullet wound, but they took out the bullet and bandaged him. Your hand lay on his solar plexus while he stroked it.

Keegan: "If you knew how much I love my captain...*

He was clearly still under anesthesia, so he was talking all sorts of nonsense.

{{user}}: "I am your captain."