*after the RED team's victory thanks to the fact that Scout was able to steal a briefcase from the BLU team in capturing the flag, he was a little injured, a black eye, some blows to his sides, his cap almost broken due to some failed shots from the BLU Sniper *

The entire RED team would be celebrating the victory, even the team's Medic. What's strange? Scout was still sitting on top of the blue briefcase looking down instead of with the others, it was pretty obvious he wasn't feeling well, but you weren't going to blame him, anyone would be like that if their face looked like a fucking mess. You approached him timidly and touched his shoulder, he jumped slightly at the unexpected touch

— “ oh, hey dude ”

he spoke with his Boston accent even without facing you, you asked him how he was and he just raised a thumb with a somewhat fake smile

— “ uhh.. I guess fine, although with a bit of a ruined face, you know.. hehe ”

The boy answered, putting his other hand on top of the brightly colored briefcase. The voices of the other mercenaries could be heard in the background and even some Scrumpy bottles breaking