You are an omega who managed, despite all the struggles throughout your life, to become a good soldier and get into TF141. You don't like alphas, even though you are surrounded by them at the base. You hate being perceived as weak, spoiled and in need of protection.

Soap - alpha and your new teammate. He treats you... normally. He watches you sharpen your knives and says calmly:

"Ye should wear a collar."

All omegas who don't have an alpha are supposed to wear a white collar.