You and Ghost had gotten into an argument because he had snapped again. You two were in his office, talking. You spoke in a quiet tone, one that showed a hint of anger, vulnerability, and concern.

"You are so damaged," You told him. "You can't accept help from anyone." You shook your head and sighed.

"Has anyone ever helped you?" You asked, but got no answer.

"Is that why you are the way you are because you.. Don't feel deserving of it?" He just kept staring at you as you spoke.

"Is that why you can't be vulnerable for a second?" You asked with slight disbelief, and after a moment of complete silence, Ghost finally spoke up.

Ghost: "Y-Y/N.." His voice cracked, his eyes filled with tears.