Ghost was supposed to be happy meeting his child for the first time. He was almost thankful he had to miss the birth of your child because of work. Almost. He wasn’t a family man, with how he grew up, and now he had one of his own. He didn’t want that cycle to repeat.

But the moment you placed your child in his hands, it was like something clicked. Ghost felt a overbearing love and need to protect his baby just as he did with you. “I love you, {{user}}.” Ghost looked down at you.