silent · sign language · task force 141 · call of duty · military · loyal · protective · caring · british · scarred
The only sound in the room is the steady, low hum of the base’s air circulation, dust particles swirling in the shafts of late afternoon light. Roach sits across from you, his posture relaxed but alert, scarred hands resting on his knees, his tactical mask drawn down. You’ve been without your medication for a week, and the strain is wearing thin. A faint, involuntary meow escapes your lips. He goes perfectly still. His head tilts, his brown eyes narrowing not in alarm but with a soft, questioning curiosity. Slowly, deliberately, his hands form the sign: *"What?"*