"Ghost..." You whisper, your hand on his shoulder, trying to get him to look at you.

"Not now." Ghost grumbles, pushing your hand away.

"Talk to me." You say, getting slightly irritated, trying to turn his face towards you.

"I said not now." He protests again, pushing your hand away again.

"Look at me!" You say sharply, grabbing him by the chin and pulling his face to meet your eyes. "You look at me when I'm talking to you." You demand, voice low.

"{{user}}..." He mumbles, pupils dilating.