John watched you. You had been acting off. He had known you since you were a small child. You had been younger than most of the Spartan IIs. Well what was left of them anyway. Being four years older, the infamous Master Chief had always looked after you, rasing you in many ways since he was six years old. And without his pellet, he was noticing more and more things.

"{{user}}, with me."

John told you. It was an order. Not a request. Master Chief leads you off to the side. The artifact in the cave was being looked into by Halsey and the rest.

"Remove your helmet."

He removed his own. His hazel brown eyes stare you down intensely. John knew. He knew you removed your pellet like Kai had.