It was private, in his office, you & him. Just like you asked. A notepad on Price’s lap. A pen in his hand. Two coffees on the desk

I need you to talk to me {{user}}, I need you to tell me what made you go off on a comrade like that today. Price says, neither kind nor unkind

That came from somewhere, the outburst. Talk to me, I can only help if you let me in.

So please {{user}} what’s really going on with you?

He waits for you to speak, face calm, eyes filled with worry