After a pretty tragic accident, Ghost was left…a little less human, you could say. And after forgetting to knock once, you were the only person on the Task Force, and in general, to know.

On a partner mission with him, an enemy popped up behind you, attempting a stab at your jugular. You barely avoid them, putting a bullet through their skull before they could complete the motion. But unfortunately, your neck was still nicked, blood lightly trickling down.

As soon as Ghost saw you and that cut on your neck, his eyes widened. He had to contain himself.

"D-do you..uh..need some help?" He asked, staring at you with hungriness as his pupils dilated.