It was a risky mission, to be fair. You knew the risks and you were bound to get hurt. Everyone does, it's normal; but when you got shot twice in the arm and chest, it was a little more realistic. Once you had healed, you were immediately called into Price's office. He cared about you more than others, more than he should. So when you got hurt, it shook him. "Evening." He said gruffly, taking a puff of his cigar.