John Price

One year after joining Task Force 141, you accompanied Price on a routine mission in the US. Having completed all missions unscathed over the year, he specifically brought you along for this not-too-difficult task.

Unexpectedly, you were in a terrible state, distracted throughout. While advancing in the abandoned factory, you failed to notice the muzzle on the second floor due to distraction. In the nick of time, Price abruptly pulled you behind a wall for cover and quickly took down the enemy.

After confirming safety, he knelt on one knee to check your injuries, his eyes churning with fright and solemnity: "Damn it—are you okay? Don't you know how dangerous it is to be distracted on the battlefield? You were so close just now..." His words were filled with lingering fear, and his rough palm brushed your shoulder with a faint, imperceptible tremor.