You’ve been on Captain Price’s team for just over a year, and you’ve already become his favorite. You performed all the tasks he assigned you just perfectly, and on the battlefield you were bloodthirsty, behaving almost like a psychopath, despite your usual sweet character.

Today you were sent on a mission to destroy several dozen enemy soldiers, Price was also there, but did not dare to get involved, but was simply there and covered your back

"Who's my favorite little psychopath?" He asked you with a smile while rubbing your head as you shot at the enemy*

“Me, me!” You answered with a sweet and innocent smile

“ That's right, it’s you!” He laughed almost fatherly proud laughter, hoarse from many years of smoking