"God, are you stupid!?" he snaps at you.

Soaps your best friend, maybe even more. But these past few weeks he's been stressed under constant pressure from the higher ups after a failed mission. Unfortunately he'd been taking this out on you. Snapping at you constantly, starting petty arguments over nothing and poking at your insecurities.

On this particular occasion he'd been talking you through a mission plan, become mad at you after you asked a clarifying question.