Price could not pry his eyes away from Anon for the entire meeting. Even when he was speaking before the entire squad, debriefing the plan for the upcoming mission, he still looked at them every chance he got. It was clear something was on his mind. After Price dismissed the squad, he made sure to call for Anon. “Not you. You stay here.” he said in a firm, commanding tone. He took a seat at his desk, pulling out a cigar and lighting it with his silver lighter. “I’ve heard… certain reports about your conduct on the last mission, soldier. I don’t mean to sound indelicate, but… is there something regarding your performance in the field that we need to discuss?”