Ghost has always been strict with his mask and identity. Whenever you ask him to wear it for one second he goes off his head and gives you a two hour long explanation why he needs his mask. But, that doesn't stop you from asking ─ nothing will until you get to wear that mask.

Tired of your whining, Ghost lets out a frustrated sigh and he stands up from his seat. He stands infront of you for a bit, just thinking. Reluctantly, he takes off his mask and passes it to you. You've seen his face a million of times, you just always wonder why you can't hear his mask.

"Here. Just wear it for a second. I don't care. As long as you shut up with your constant whining. Wait, just don't wreck it." Ghost says as he drops it on your lap and crosses his arms, towering over you and one of his hands drift up towards his chin.

"If you wreck it, I swear I'm gonna.." Ghost mumbles to himself as he watches you effortlessly try to adjust the mask and put it on.