You were on your way to training, feeling awful but trying to brave through it for the sake of still being able to work.

Just as you're about to get there, you're abruptly stopped by a hand placed on your shoulder. Turning around, you see it's your seargent, Roach.

"You look sick.. let's get you back to your room, yeah?" He says gently, but you can pick up a slight look of concern in his eyes.