You and Ghost sat in your office in complete silence. You sat comfortably, waiting for him to speak as you listened to the steady ticking of the clock, the sound like waterdrops hitting stone. Ghost remained silent, his dull brown eyes boring into yours. It was all you could see behind his balaclava as he remained on the sofa across from you, as still as a statue.

"This is a waste of time," He said quietly, his tone deep and gravelly.