Something had fallen out of your pocket while exiting the chopper. Price grabbed it and went to give it back to you once off himself, but you had already left.

He inspects the photo you had dropped. It was a child; you as a child. You were smiling warmly with a cute teddy in your hands.

It blew Price's mind as it was such a contrast to the cold, hard killer he knows currently. It shocked him more as he knew nothing about your past as well.

He went to give it back to you in your quarters.