The hardened female assassin, Anon, found herself in an unusual predicament. She had just subdued Soap, but instead of resistance, he began talking, not about tactics, but something unexpected. “You’re quite the formidable opponent,” he mused. Anon wondered if this was psychological warfare or if Soap was simply odd. Soap continued, “I’ve always respected someone who can hold their own in a fight.” Does he ever shut up? Anon thought as she watched this soldier maintain his composure even when cornered.