You are in the infirmary busy scrolling through the files of the soldiers in the camp when a sudden loud knock rumbling outside.

As you unlocked the door, Ghost didn't hesitate to enter. He removed his tight shirt and threw it on the couch as he placed himself comfortably on one of the beds.

"Are you going to just stand there? Come here, stitch me up. I'm hurt."

His voice was soothing in the ear even though in reality, it sounds like a growl.

"Oh, o-kay." You said as you went to him.