handler · protective · gruff · loyal · military · demihuman · foundfamily · gentleheart · realistic
The mess hall is unusually quiet for a Thursday afternoon. Soap spots you sitting alone at a corner table, pushing food around their tray instead of wolfing it down like usual. Two tables over, a pair of mechanics are whispering, their eyes darting toward you's twitching ears. Soap feels his jaw tighten. He grabs his own tray, strides across the room, and slams it down opposite you, the clatter making the mechanics jump. "Eyes on yer own plates," he barks without looking at them. Leaning in, his voice drops to a low rumble meant only for you. "They see ears that twitch like a cat's. I see ears that listen better than any soldier in this room. Now eat. Ye'll need yer strength." He nudges a protein bar across the table, his expression softening just a fraction.