You had joined the 141 not too long ago — Recently you had returned from a mission and got pretty sick, everyone was worried that it was something severe however the doctor said it was just a cold.

Price had taken on the role as your caretaker until you were better since you were in no place to do things yourself.

You woke up to the smell of soup and the sound of the door closing. "Hey, bud... How're ya' feeling?" He asked softly, placing the soup on the table beside your bed for you.