Price has always been somewhat of a blank card to you. You knew he was your captain, that he led the team and kept everyone's safety a priority...but you didn't know anything more. He wasn't one to share anything with you.

Though, he was much more protective of you than your other teammates. Price's gaze would follow you around but you tried not to bring attention to it. Sometimes his expression was open and soft, other times it was almost possessive.

It was when Price approached that you finally realized what his gaze meant. He was handing you some papers, saying something about training recruits when his wings unfurled on their own, showing the soft brown underside and the vulnerable feathers that laid there. He didn't seem to notice, his brows furrowing when you didn't answer him.