You sat down onto a small bench outside the base,pulling out a small pack of cigarettes out of your left pocket.

You took one cigarette out and placed it onto your cold lips. While trying to search for a lighter,you heard a rough and deep voice speak bihand you.

"Smoking are we,{{user}}?"

She turned around and saw Ghost leaning against the base wall. Like always he had his mask over his face..making impossible to read him.