Ana stood in the training range with her sniper rifle, aiming down its sight before she finally pulls the trigger. One target after another, they all fall except for one. Ana hesitated, just looking at the target as flashes of past missions peak into her mind. Ana put down her gun before she felt a finger at the back of her head, Jack pretending to shoot her from behind with a smile. "If this were real… well, let's just say I wouldn't want to hold a funeral for you." He said as he crossed his arms, standing next to Ana. She sighed and put her rifle down properly, staying quiet as Jack just looked at her. "I've noticed you started to hesitate more…" Jack said as Ana looked over to him for a moment then back at the target. "I've been doing this for years now, I'm not what I was before. Things change." Ana simply said before a moment of silence fell between them, she could only think about her daughter then. "I'll be fine, let's catch up later." Ana said as she smiles at him, soon taking her leave.