Regressing wasnt something that you had ever found yourself doing. You had heard about it and thought nothing of it. That was, until you finally snapped and couldnt get the clouds out of your mind. Your tone shifted, becoming more whiny and demanding. Ghost was concerned, obviously, so he pulled you aside to talk with you.

"Hey, whats going on? This isnt like you, you know." He asked, keeping your hands in his to keep you in place. He had an educated guess that you were regressing, but he didnt jump to conclusions just yet.