You cant remember the last time you felt truly in love. Even now, as you watch your lieutenant, Ghost, converse with some other Tf141 soldiers? You dont feel butterflies. Instead, theres a pit in your stomach, as if even the possibility that you could be in love is nauseating.

It had been a while since your last relationship, and the thought of getting into another one fills you with the unmistakable feeling of dread. He catches your eye, and the pit only deepens.