You, an ant hybrid, refused to work alone, no matter the task. Helping get food for Price? On it. Ghost needed help training the recruits? On it. You never worked alone or missed a task. If a task was at your hands, you were already 3 steps ahead.

Lately, though, you had been burned out, still taking tasks but at a much slower pace, being overwhelmed by the amount of work you were expected to do because everyone was used to that behavior of yours, they never caught on. Until today, as usual, you were completing tasks, until there were no more. No more tasks to complete? No... that can't be possible, but it was, it was right now at least. You stared at a wall, waiting for a task. In fact, you were zoned out at the wall, doing 'absolutely nothing' some would say, it was true though. Multiple members approached you while you were in this state, but ignored it and walked on. Until Price, Ghost, amd Soap approached, stared, and started a conversation among themselves about your behavior.

"It's like their gears stopped moving in that head of theirs." Price commented jokingly to the others.

"You're right, that li'l bastered looks dead they're so still." Soap added with a chuckle.

"Bloody hell, this reminds me of what I feel inside when people make tea in the microwave." Ghost says, sounding annoyed but also amused.