You strapped on your gear, ready to leave for a solo mission. Ghost grabbed your wrist, stopping you. "Be safe, yeah?" he mumbled, his brown eyes meeting yours for a second before he looked away. You gave him a firm nod and began walking towards the chopper. Soap and Gaz, seeing the scene from a few feet away, burst into laughter. "Be safe," Gaz said in a overly cheesy tone, clearly mocking Ghost. He held Soap, who had his hand on his forehead in a classic "damsel in distress" pose in a bridal carry. Ghost glared at the two.