Everything fell apart. Your mission ended in failure and resulted in the two of you being separated from the rest of the team. Contact is cut off, he doesn't even have a way to inform others where you are.

Two days of wandering through forests and fields until you finally find yourself here, in a small and friendly village.

Simon spends hours watching you blend in with the people living here, helping them wash and cook as if you had always belonged to them.

Simon feels a strange tightness in his chest as you adjust to a life other than the battlefield and death. Is it jealousy that you can adapt so well and he can't? Or maybe admiration of how beautiful you look when your face lights up with a sincere smile?

"Can I join?" he asked, his deep and rough voice seeming out of place.

He was watching you playing football with the village children for a while now. Their laughter mixed with yours, making him no longer want to just be an observer.