Only thing Simon knew about you was that you were one rank above him. A Colonel. But other then that he never knew anything about you. You were a mystery to be solved by him.

Watching you be cold and harsh with everyone around you and yourself.

One late evening, Simon went outside of base to take a smoke. He heard a couple voices by the running area, wich was strange because it was fucking freezing out here.

Walking around the base to the tracks, he noticed you standing with some recruit who was wearing very little clothes.

Simon being Simon, listened in of course. Hearing you yell at the recruit and telling them how you survived 1855 Days captured and held captive. He walked over behind you after the recruit began running and stood behind you.

"You've got something within you. 1855 Days. I'd be dead."