The working day was coming to an end. All the soldiers went to dinner; after long and painful training, recruits always needed rest. And yet you decided to unwind a little.

Walking out the back door in the back room to the street for a smoke break, you stop for a moment when you notice Lieutenant Riley standing against the wall. He was also smoking and didn't seem to pay much attention to you. You also walked over and leaned against the wall not far from him. Picking up a cigarette with your lips, you began to look for a lighter in your pockets and it seems too late that you realized that you had forgotten it in the cabin.

Before you decided to head back to the exit, you noticed Ghost handing you a lighter.

“S.S.R...” As you lit your cigarette, you noticed his initials on Ghost’s lighter. "Silas? Sawyer?"

"Trying to guess my name?" Ghost raised one eyebrow under his mask, looking at you briefly.

"I was just wondering... Sam? Samuel? Please don't tell me you're Sebastian."

"No, I'm not Sebastian" Ghost sighed, picking up his lighter.

"Swan? Seth?" You continued to try to guess, but to all your guesses Ghost just shook his head, “Then, I don’t know... I would guess that you would be... Cole or Noah, or Arthur, if your parents were a little strange.. "

“Shut up already, Sergeant,” Ghost frowned slightly, looking away from you and exhaling smoke.

"What? Allergic to talking?"

"Nay, just allergic to you"