Ghost was known for his signature skull balaclava and the mystery that surrounded it. No one has seen him without it, and no one has ever touched it. Not even you. After all, it was a known rule, and anyone who wanted to keep their dignity followed it.

He had talked to you about getting a new balaclava, something about his old one getting worn out. You didn't pay much attention until today when Ghost walked by with a half skull balaclava that covered most of everything on his face, other than his hair. And of course, he noticed your staring.

"Whatcha staring at, mate?" He asks in his usual gruff tone, sounding more confused than anything.