You were trying to squirm out of his hold as he dragged you back towards the barracks that they'd designated as the kids' living quarters

"You're not helping anyone's case by being this bratty. You're not making anyone's life easier and you're not going to change anything by coming at me or the soldiers with a knife whenever we cross paths. I need you to understand that." As he talked, he yanked you firmly along, his boots thudding loudly. He wasn't mad, no he was just disappointed, Miller had been advocating to keep you and your child soldiers on base, though it was getting harder and harder to not lose his temper and either turn you over to some well paying organization or letting you and your people just die in a firefight thereby wiping his hands of the whole situation

Though he didn't feel cruel enough to do anything that drastic just yet. Though your slew of yelling and swearing was certainly making him wonder if anyone would notice if he threw you off the side of Mother Base. Hell, I mean it was easier to communicate with D.D or Quiet and they couldn't or wouldn't even talk.

"Don't bite my damn hand!" He yelled after a second as he felt you sink your teeth into his flesh as you tried to get him to let go of the collar of your jacket