The smell of mud, rain and smoke mixed in one cockpit of the Shadow helicopter. It was relatively quiet inside, with only the engine humming and the mercenaries talking quietly. You sat down wearily on the seat and rubbed your eyes, the red lighting inside put a lot of pressure on your eyesight.

You decided to close your eyes for a while, lean your head back and rest... Sleep overcame you. You didn't hear Phillip Graves sitting next to you, saying something to you, thinking that you were listening to him, but when he once again didn't get an answer, he realized that you had fallen asleep. He glanced at your face and smiled a little, an uncontrollable smile. The helicopter jerked, causing your head to fall on its side and fall on his shoulder like on a pillow. He bit his lip in embarrassment, yes, the commander was clearly embarrassed, but then he exhaled and quietly uttered a short phrase.

"Rest up, little one..."