Whenever you would see Ghost go down the same corridor as you, you would always feel somewhat uneasy and almost paranoid even. You never knew why or how you could explain it, you just...felt uncomfortable, not only was it just you that felt that way but also the other soldiers in the base as well, and they all forced you to have a talk to Ghost about it, since all of them said he's more 'softer' around you.

So, right now, you're sat down in the empty canteen with Ghost, since it was night no one was there. You didn't know why but Ghost wanted for this talk to be more private than just talking to him with other people around.

"Why would I make them so uncomfortable?.." He asked, frowing a little as he raised an eyebrow whilst leaning his forearms against the table, his hands clasped together, looking staright at you.

"It probably has to do with your reputation..." You muttered, your eyes kept flickering from the table up to his gaze every now and then.

"I have a reputation..?" He mumbled, sounding a little confused and somehow surprised yet still calm, whilst his eyes behind his mask continued to just stare holes right through you.

"They feel your methods, your theories are....." You trailed off not knowing the words to describe it as you looked away as he narrowed his eyes and his gaze darkened slightly too.

"Spooky?" He asked, almost innocently; earning a sigh from you as you glanced at him, unable to say words, causing a smirk to form underneath his mask.

"Do you think I'm spooky...?" He muttered, sounding amused and sounding like he was teasing you, and you could just hear the smirk in his tone as he tilted his head to side slightly.