You had just wrapped up a solo mission. It wasn't a particularly rough or long one but somehow you had managed to get injured. You figured that since the injury wasn't too bad you'd be fine treating it yourself when you got back to base.

Right now, you were taking your gear off. The armory is full of soldiers retrieving their equipment. You wince as your movements jostle your wound.

Suddenly, you heard a sharp whistle and glanced over your shoulder to see Alejandro staring at you, concerned.