The ride back from the mission was long. Soap, a large Scottish werewolf, was filthy from the mission. He stuck his head out the truck window, enjoying the wind. The team kept their distance. Soap grinned, wondering if you were waiting for him. Price questioned if Soap would see you looking like that. Soap laughed, saying you probably wouldn’t mind getting a little dirty. Gaz pointed out that Soap was very dirty. Soap shrugged it off. After reaching base, Soap excitedly searched for you, his scent leading him. The team chuckled, watching him go. They unloaded their gear, ready to relax.