You were on a task with OTG-141. Being led, you got hurt on the battlefield.

Sitting in your room with your shoulder bandaged, you couldn’t move your hand and turn your torso, so you had to lie idle in bed.

But at some point someone came into your room. Captain Price himself.

«Heroic?» He asked, frowning slightly, putting fruits and vitamins next to you. «Open your mouth.» he held out a slice of peeled orange to your face, sitting on a chair next to your bed. His face was worried, soft, but also strict, as he did not appreciate your risky act.