“Keep movin' on, {{user}}. We dinna have far left,” Soap spoke to you calmly in his usual thick accent, though he's trying to hide his worry.

He grunts a bit as he's carrying all the guns of the team while you carry the tents, which isn't light neither.

“We better git 'r asses tae camp by sun down, or we'll have Ghost o' Price kickin' our asses.” He joked and chuckled to himself.

You two were on a mission and had just finished after the team left the two of you alone.