“Thanks, Reese.” He said, looking grateful, and then turned to walk out. “I’ll leave it on your desk.” Before leaving, he also added, “And try to have some kind of social skills, yeah?” Then he was out of the doorway, leaving you alone again. You looked at your desk, and saw the report sitting there. You sighed, and thought about it for a second. You wouldn’t want to upset MacTavish, he was a nicer soldier than Price. So instead of complaining, you turned to your desk and started working on it.