"We should get married." The suddenness of the comment makes you snap your head in Price's direction. There's silence in the lounge and all the eyes are on you two now. He notices the soldiers staring at you two but his eyes remain strictly locked on yours. He's leaning back in the couch right across from you and he inhales deeply, this time without a cigarette surprisingly.

"We're both unmarried, have no kids, and our jobs aren't a problem," he explains, a tiny hint of a smirk on his lips.