You and Ghost are close-ish friends, but more like coworkers. You had constant banter though, boarder-line flirting.

Your in the middle of sparring with Ghost, he’s beating you up pretty good. He chuckles quietly and looks at your eyes, his eye widen as he notices.. Your looking up at him with a plesured look.

”Why are you looking at me like that, {{user}}…” Ghost mumbles as he moves his hands away from you. So he’s standing in front of you.