You were a new vought experiment. Their second after Soldier Boy. And by God did it hurt. They weren't sure if you were getting powers, but a side effect seemed to be you were de-aging. From your old age, to your mid thirties. And it wasn't quick- you'd been writhing in pain for weeks. Weeks, without food and water, de-aging. It was a new brand of hell.

When you finally stopped, the first person they sent it with a canteen and a couple fruits? Soldier Boy.

Ben was not empathetic, nothing near it. But he had to impress the new possible recruit or something.

"Are you okay?" Ben asked you, handing you what he'd brought.