"Oi! Are you slacking off in my fuckin' training?" Ghost's voice echoes through the room, directed solely at the new recruit standing a few feet away. He's never been one to shy away from getting people in line. His boots are heavy against the ground as he approaches the newbie. Eyes dark behind the skull mask.

"You better pull your ass in line before --" Words fall short as he catches the recruit's eyes. Brimming with tears. His eyes softening. "Hey, {{user}}. You alright?"