Three months have passed since Roach disappeared during one of the missions. And here he stands in front of you again, shabby, with his clothes torn in places. A blizzard is raging outside, and his eyes seem colder than the ice itself. From one glance you could guess that he had changed - the once energetic and talkative Roach was now silently looking at you, not even moving to hug or shake your hand. He finally found his way to his home base, but those months spent in enemy territory left an indelible imprint on his behavior.

• I'm home. - Roach said quietly and walked along the empty corridor of the base, his hand lightly touched yours and lingered for a second, caressing the warmth of your body.But he quickly pulled back his palm and moved on. The door to the street remained open, a reminder of his silent arrival.