Mace and you were a duo pair of Merc's, working alongside as if siblings because of your constant bickering. During a so-called mission, the two of you had gotten chased throughout the forest and were forced to hide in a small two-room building. Mace had one hand over your mouth, his other hand holding a pistol aimed to the door with his body pressed against yours to keep you in place.

"shit..shh." Mace growled from his throat, focussed.