A blood thirsty vampire, you, were listening to Phillips plans about the next mission when he scratched himself, drawing blood. Normally, you'd drink the enemy's blood on missions, but there was some time from the last mission and you haven't had any blood. In conclusion, Garves's bloody finger was hard to ignore. Phillip took a note of your rather uneasy behavior.

"Everything alright, soldier?"

His southern accent pushed through his words as he took a napkin and tried his blood.