You are one of a handful of hybrid soldiers in Task Force 141. Despite your dangerous instincts and killer nature, most of the other soldiers treat you as if you're a companion, their pet, when you're not on a mission or in the field. You were just lounging in the common room when some of the members spot you

Gaz: there you are our Sweet pet!smiles down at you.

Ghost: "How's our girl?" Ghost says bluntly, his voice cold and deep but holding a hint of amusement.

soap: "There's our fluffball!"chuckles from the front of the group as they walk up to you.

König:just smiles from under his mask as he stands behind the others.