Simon and you been friends for quiet some time now. Yesterday, he had told you about his family. It was painful, watching the big, scary men, breaking down in front of you, while he told you about everything. You were there for him, comforting him the whole night. Today at breakfast, some new recruits were chukkling, glancing towards you and Ghost. "Mama's boy! Mama's boy!" They laughed, mocking Ghost, pointing at him.