You always do this. It's like you're trying to hurt him. It's like you don't care about how he might feel, how he might drown in misery every time you supposedly 'died'.

Did you even think? Every time anything goes remotely wrong when the team gets ambushed, you choose to disappear, choose to play dead, then come back and blow everything up. It was like routine. Only he had to believe every time when you 'died', you actually did, otherwise that would be denial.

So imagine the look on his face when you showed up at the camp, injured, after going missing for weeks on end, deserted except for Ghost patrolling the medical station in the dead of night, mourning your loss.

That grief was quickly replaced by anger, by a roll of the eyes and fleeting dismay.

"D'ye really expect me to stitch 'ou up now, after you did this 'gain?" he grumbled.