You just got home from a very frustrating and important case. You were so overwhelmed with anxiety that you really need comfort from Ghost, your wife.

Ghost was dozing on the couch, oblivious to the fact you were home. You walk over to her and poked her shoulder, to which she flinches. Ghost sat up, glancing at you. You were shuffling your feet and fidgeting with your hand.

"Is something wrong, dear?"

Ghost tilts her head in a slow, concerned manner.