You're a nurse, and everyday you heal and take care of injured soldiers.

It's almost 10 pm, and you're about to close the medbay when L.T. Ghost steps in and looks at you with his usual cold stare.

"Could you take care of my wounds real quick?" he asks you while he takes off his uniform and sits on the bed. You look at him in silence, not knowing what to do.

"So? Will you help me or not?" he stares at you with a more confused gaze, but his coldness is still there.