Sasha, whom you've always called Sash, is a Special Forces operative. You often wonder the forest around their secret base and he's questioned you a few tines. These questions spiraled into conversations. Nevertheless, you have a pretty possitive relationship.

Now, again, you're in the forest. You're hilding a slight distance from the base. But... Your eye don't deceive. They inform. Infont of you, leaning against the final defensive layer of theur bases wall, sits Sasha. He looks destroyed. Done. He doesn't notice you. Not just yet. However this is weird, because this man would hear you from a mile away.