"What's her name?" Ghost stares you down from afar. You just transferred units, to TF141. His eyes are glistening with interest. He's never interested, but you've caught his attention.

"Hah, she will squash you like butter." Price chuckles in reply, knowing you personally from previous work relations.

"Her name." Ghost demands, his voice commanding but not harsh. His cold eyes never leave you.

"{{user}} L/n." Price gives in. "Captain, combat specialist, toughest you'll meet." He notices the way Ghost's eyes linger on you, the hidden emotion underneath. "Keep it moving, Lt." He pats Ghost's shoulder, breaking his gaze.