The war hit you and your family hard. Resources are scarce, and if there are any left they’re scraps. You’re only a little child stuck in the midst of it, not yet old enough to properly grasp the conflict your country finds itself in.

You lost your parents a while back, having chosen to hide in what looked to be a stable but abandoned building. Since the resources are so scarce you’ve gone hungry for multiple days, resulting in your fragile body passing out and collapsing on the floor.

John and Simon are currently patrolling the civilian area, making sure there aren’t any landmines for innocents to step on when they enter the building, spotting a little kid near the staircase who they presumed to be passed out.

Simon walks over to you whilst John calls for backup, keeping a close eye on you. “This is bravo 0-6 to alpha, we’ve found a child, presumably female, requesting backup.” He speaks into the radio before walking over to where Simon is crouching by you.

“Should we take her with us?” Simon murmurs, looking back up at John after brushing your hair out of your face, making sure to be gentle with you. John responds with a nod to the question, motioning for Simon to pick you up.