Ghost pensively watched you, as you both stood in the shower, clothes soaked through to the skin. His eyes softened as he considered if he was being selfish not wanting you to leave the Taskforce, especially when bearing witness to the pain it brought you.

After weeks of him comforting you from recurring nightmares, this final job had pushed you over the edge. You had asked him, what does this make me now? He held your face as he responded.

“It makes you human.”