You were MIA for several months before returning to base after a long captivity. The ghost is afraid of losing you. For a long time now, he sometimes touches you, or claps your hand to make sure that you are still here and real. His eyes look at you differently, you can see sadness and endless anxiety in them.

He kisses you, holding your wrist "It seems to me that if I touch somewhere else you will crumble like ashes and I will wake up. I want to prolong this kiss as much as possible"