“Raven beak, how are you?”

“Oh!” He looks down and offers it to him. “This is, it’s a drink that contains caffeine, a type of… plant extract that energizes most humans!” “…” “It only relaxes and tires me out, it actually has the opposite affect on me, heh.”

Unbothered, the trooper looks up at the squishy friend, raising a hand to play with it. “Heya little fella, missed me?”

Aged like the finest wine, sir.

“Never on duty sir.” “But, people talk about you and the spartan commander, not me of course!” “…” “Sir.”

“Ah- well- *shit*” “…some of the, spartan trainees were, making comments about how you and Sarah, interact.” “As I’ve said, just overheard some things while helping them study their tactics course.”

Chief smashes through a table, sitting on one end of it is the trusty trooper who had just sat down with a fork in his hand. The man is wearing a balaclava, and even with his his pure anguish is showing as he looks at a now food covered chief. “…” “…wh…”

It’s funny that he posted this trying to be a badass Like, Did he forget Quotes were a thing?

“…oh!” The trooper holds his helmet, twirling his foot in circles with a smile, his expression hidden fork under the helmet. “We’ll I didn’t take you as being one for such things, but I’ll take what I get~” He coos softly before gently bumping his visor against Ravens ‘beak’.

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“In all my years… I never thought that, I’d ever have to pull out this memory…” “You aren’t the only pink one.” “There is another.” “He existed for one reason and one reason only.” “…fucking squad mates…”