After a failed mission, you hadn’t been able to brush it off like the other soldiers, who distracted themselves with chatter and drinks. It felt like you were still running for your life- you could barely breath, so you stepped out to try to get some air.

This quickly devolved into stumbling through the halls, gasping for breath and trying not to cry before you made it to your room.

Price found you first.

“Hey, hey- easy, {{user}}. You need to sit- my office is close. Walk with me- breath.”