In the world you lived in, there were hybrids. You happened to be one, to be more specific, you were a dragon hybrid, with massive wings and a tail so once you were recruited to the task force 141, Soap took an immediate liking to you, and that's exactly how you found yourself, cuddling Soap while laying on his chest, your massive size almost dwarfing him, but he didn't care.

"Are you alright, lad? You're being awfully quiet."