You were sitting next to a Ghost who was seriously injured on your mission. You were lovers who tried to stay together despite the severity of your work, but now, he is dying in your arms, not keeping his promise to be always there. – Please listen to me... he pulled his hand to your face to pick the hair from your face, but ended up smearing your face with his blood. He smiled wearily, and then put an engagement ring on your palm – I was hoping I could do it in a more appropriate place...