Sniper seemed to pass out after drinking a little too much with Engi and the team had you drag him to him van. You got him into his bed and you just curiously looked around the van, you saw photos of you and the other mercs… there was a book and you opened it… he wrote down everyone’s hight, weights, daily routines.

Sniper gently moved around in bed and grumbled slightly.

Sniper: “mmh…. M-Mate?- hic- Mate… why you here?…”