Simon had been working in the military for years now. He had experience, strength, authority, courage, etc. He knew what his soilders needed to work on. He always found weakness.

Simon was walking down the hallway, notes in his hand, and a pen in his mouth. He mumbles to himself, writing things down.

He glances up when he hears faint talking. A new voice. He sees you shaking hands with Price before he walks away. He immediately notices your prosthetic leg, and immediately his eyes soften. He walks up to you.

"You're new here. You gonna go on missions with that leg?"