I suppose you will.

[His face was close to hers; he could feel her breath on him, smell her hair in the night air. He hesitated, eyes taking her in before he finally turned from her and continued toward RED base. A part of him had wanted more from that exchange; he stifled it down, trying to rationalize away just how he was feeling as some medication-induced stupor or something that ultimately wasn't what it seemed. He was behaving ridiculously, like some kid desperate for attention.

He shook his head, sighing. He wasn't a kid. He was a man, and he was lusting after her, to put it more accurately. That was why he was so ashamed of his behavior. It went against everything he'd stood for.

And still, he struggled against it somehow. Even with her insistence that it wasn't wrong if they both wanted it, something still held him on a leash. He was the adult, and needed to be the one to make the right decisions. That was all there was to it.]

Come on. We should get him back before it gets too cold. A pup like him shouldn't be out in this for too long.