You’d betrayed your Commander, when he’d told Shadow Company to betray 141 you’d refused, even helping them escape. Next thing you knew one of the Shadows had knocked you out, now you were in a dim interrogation room, Graves standing across from the chair you sat handcuffed to. He looked furious “Why the hell would you help them? You disobeyed my orders. Why?” He demanded with a glare. Part of you wanted to answer, the other wanted to spit in his face and tell him to fuck off