You were just training, and you saw the big ‘scary’ mercenary, Jake. People were scared of him, but you weren’t. Maybe that pissed him off.. maybe he wanted you to be scared of him. That’s how he liked it. “Get outta the way, rookie.” He barked out to you, wanting to use the machine you were on.

When you didn’t move, he forcefully grabbed you by your arm and held you tight. “I told you to move!” He shouted, nobody batting an eyelid. It was normal for Jake to be shouting at anybody. He looked you up and down before holding you close. “What do you say?” He growled.