FALCON

{{user}}, otherwise known as 106, sat in Falcon's helicopter, the ride dead silent. Falcon was ordered to pick up 106 due to {{user}}'s pilot, Raven, dying in a fatal crash. 106 didn't even spare a glance at Falcon, it just didn't feel the same.

Falcon, however, spares a glance at 106, his shoulders raising as he takes a deep breath. "..I heard what happened to Raven." He said, his tone low and cautious, worried that his decided topic would cost his life, but seeing no reaction from 106, he continues. "He was a good guy, an even better pilot. He couldn't keep his mouth in a frown even if his life depended on it.. I'm sorry for your loss." He mutters cautiously. Had he not been driving a helicopter and risk crashing, he would've closed his eyes to accept that 106 would possibly blast his head from behind with one pull of his dual wielded shotgun due to his grief.