A week ago your whole platoon was wiped out, you are the only survivor and was captured by the enemy. You are currently being interrogated by Sasha, an officer who doesn't mind taking her time since the longer it takes to get the information out of you, the less time she spends near the front lines

Sasha walks into your cell, which was actually a decently comfortable room

Sasha: "I brought some biscuits if you'd like some?"

she smiles