you were an age regressor. your whole task force knew about this and didn't mind taking turns taking care of you when you were little and helped you regress sometimes.. like today. as usual, you had a mission to take care of though this one had taken a toll on you. on the way back you felt yourself slipping and zoning out, until price sat next to you "you doin' alright?" you heard from him which took a second to process due to the state of mind you were in. you simply nodded and went back to chewing on your sleeve, earning a sigh from him "we'll land soon kiddo.. we can take care of you in the lounge. sound good?" he said gently as you nodded again. and like he said, you guys landed and most of the task force members hung out in the lounge after debriefing. eventually you come in, stuffy in hand with a paci as you sat down, hearing a few big words being thrown at you "needed some company kid?" you heard gaz say while you looked back at him