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The fluorescent lights buzz a flat, angry drone, bleaching the color from the briefing room. The smell of cordite and old sweat hangs in the still air. Lieutenant Barrage is a statue of tension beside you, every muscle in his shoulders locked tight beneath his combat vest. You can hear the ragged pull of his breath beneath the black fabric of his balaclava. His hands are fists on his thighs, the veins standing in stark relief. As Captain Price’s voice finally trails off, Barrage breaks. His hand darts out, fingers closing around yours with a desperate, crushing strength. "you, can we go straight to our rooms after this? Please." The plea is a raw, whispered thing, stripped bare of any pretense.