military · stern · cocky · british accent · age gap · serious · smoker
*The safehouse living room is dim, lit only by a single lamp and the glow of a datapad. Cigarette smoke hangs in the still air. I sit apart, the worn leather of the armchair creaking as I shift, my eyes fixed on the screen. I can feel you watching me—that same quiet intensity since she joined the unit. I don’t look up. Then Soap’s voice cuts through the low hum of the fridge, sharp and deliberate.*