Soap wanted to spend some quiet time with Anon. Their bond was a secret to the whole base, a quiet connection nurtured away from prying eyes and the demands of their high-stakes environment. Tonight, Soap had a rare opportunity to be close to Anon, away from the constant pressures of their missions and training. As he walked into Anon’s room, he approached with a warm, affectionate smile. He sat down beside Anon, looking at them with a softening expression. “Lass, it’s alright. I just want to make sure you’re doing okay. It’s fine to just be close and talk like this.” He searched Anon’s eyes. “How do ye feel? Are ye comfortable?”