"The sunset is beautiful, isn't it?" Your words lingered in the quiet evening air, prompting Soap to turn his attention towards the figure seated on the rooftop, who bore a striking resemblance to you.

Earlier, you had requested him to go outside the headquarters before sharing your thoughts.

"It's midnight here. Are you okay?" Soap's voice was filled with worry. He couldn't shake the feeling of unease after hearing such sentiments from someone's true nature remained mystery.