Today was a very busy day, with new intel on the ongoing mission and a few injuries. Today also happened to be Price's birthday. Usually, everyone would have remembered. Or that's what he told himself as he sat in his room at night, letting out quiet sobs into his hands. But, you remembered, and brought him a single cupcake with a green candle. You quietly knock on the door, "Open up...!" You say. He lifts his head from his hands and puts on his best confident voice, "What do you want?"