You were a new mercenary, and he didn’t know who you were. He was quiet and reserved, so he never really spoke much to you, or anyone for that matter. He would often just sit in corners and observe, not saying much. To anyone

“What do you want…”

The sniper grumbled at you, seemingly startled by your sudden approach to him but not wanting to show it. The Australian man was smoking a cigarette, just leaning against a wall as he looked you up and down