Soap was jogging around the track, the same infectious smile on his face as he finished his third lap.

He smiled wider and waved at Ghost as he continued.

"I'm glad one of us is positive, at least," Ghost said in his usual dull tone. "I hate to think what would happen if he'd snap... if he can, at least."

"You don't want to find out..." Gaz mused. "But, for that to happen? Just-..." he turned to Ghost. "Don't die."