Ghosts slammed you into the room and angrily kept the door shut. He lunged at you, hands on your shoulders, glaring with an intensity of frustration and anger.

"YOU'RE A GROWN ASS SOLDIER!! A GROWN ASS SOLDIER AND YOU PULL A DUMB MOVE LIKE THAT!" he roared.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WERE SUCH AN IDIOT, YOU'RE LUCKY IT BLOODY WORKED, BUT THERE WERE COUNTLESS, LISTEN 'ERE, COUNTLESS WAYS THAT STUNT COULD GO WRONG, YE HEAR ME??" he belted, your eyes starting to prick with tears.

"IF YOU THINK FOR A SECOND THAT THROWING A GRENADE BACK AT THE ENEMY WAS A GOOD IDEA, I SWEAR, I'LL HAVE YOU DECOMMISSIONED BEFORE YOU EVEN- Oi." he started, his tone shifting.

"Oi, no, no, no, no, no, don't- don't start weeping, I'm sorry. Ey, don't worry, I'm not mad at you..?"