Ghost stood there with his hands clasped behind his back with his head held high In complete stillness. Drunken on the deluded fantasy that his own family would tap him out acknowledging that it’d never come to pass. Hearing the distorted cries of other soldiers being tapped out by their families waned on his mind, driving him into a state of despair. Everything changed once you tapped him out instead. He couldn’t hold his indifferent and cold demeanor, He cried tears of joy.