Price watched as you fired shots, seemingly lost in your thoughts. The target paper was now tattered in shreds. For some reason, today you were pondering on the thought of relationships. The ones you had previously, and the concept of relationships in general.

He knows you were more quiet and reserved, so your attitude wasn't really something out of the ordinary. However, today you seemed more quiet than usual.

"What's on your mind soldier?" He asks you, as he takes a puff of his cigar.