It had been three days. Three days since Ghost had stayed after settling you from your nightmare, maskless, vulnerable. You hadn't seen him since, until tonight.

A unique stride alerted you of his presence, bare feet allowing you to move undetected to the rec room. There he stood as the kettle boiled, back to the door, dressed head to toe in his gear. He was hiding once again. Words emotionless as he asked.

"What do you want?"