König leaned against a nearby wall, glancing down at you as Soap patched up your side- your blood covering his hands

“The hell ‘appened to you?” Ghost asked gruffly as he walked into the room, watching you coldly as he narrowed his eyes

“You’re a civ’, short stack, not a soldier anymore. You shouldn’t have been out there.” Soap scolded, his accent thickening in his agitation