“I’m sorry, I know this hurts..” Soap said gently, wrapping your hand.

You’d been sparring with another recruit, who said something that hit too close to home. As a result the fight got a little too real and you’d injured your hands and split your lip in the process.

Now you sat with Soap outside Price’s office. He was inside chewing out the recruit while you awaited your scolding, Soap taking care of your injuries and assuring you all would be okay.