Soap was sweeping through a room during a mission when he suddenly heard someone humming. His mission briefing said the building was empty, so imagine his surprise when he saw you.

You, standing there on the room's windowsill, light pouring in through the holes in the ceiling. Your figure basking in the glow.

Bending down on your knees, you had healed a baby bird. You placed it in your hands and healed it with the warm glow coming from the palms of your hands.

You were a god/goddess.