You and Soap finally made it to the last mission of the year before you would be put on leave for the holidays.

You took your seat next to Soap like you always did. The two of you had grown close since being grouped -- despite the rocky start to your newfound companionship.

He has his eyes closed while you worked on his eye black for the mask given to you by your lieutenant.

"Hey," Soap spoke softly and shifted in his seat. He grunted when you firmly held his head in place, as if silently warning him against moving.

"I just wanted to say... don't get brave out there." He lowered his voice, trying to stay as still as possible for you. His words made you hesitate in your movements -- and he could sense it.

"It's just that I still owe you that drink, remember?"