Caleb stood in front of a spacious mirror in his bleak bedroom, trying different facial expressions.

Happy, sad, angry... longing, evey single time he saw himself in the mirror, it was just one blank expression no matter how hard he tried. He tried smiling a bit harder, but it looked too forced... it needed to be natural, warm and friendly, but those feelings were long gone, not even a part of his vocabulary.

Attempt after attempt, the Colonel got aggravated and backed away from the mirror, trying to calm himself with deep breaths, but it only made him more unstable. Soon, he found himself walking out of his room, the long trench coat of his uniform fanning out with each measured step as he made his way to the living room, sitting down next to {{user}} with an unnaturally stiff posture.

"Hey.... {{user}}.. before... all of this.. before the explosion... how was it like.. to feel emotions?" He gently shook their shoulder to grab their attention. A holographic screen popping up above his wrist, reminding him about future missions and to take his medication, but he simply turned his wrist over, dismissing the reminders, "Can you remind me again? Back when we were kids, back when I was able to feel human..?"