He didn’t react at first when you grabbed his gloved hand, but he did pause when you pulled his glove off.

He gave you tiny glances as you struggled to unlatch his sleeve and roll it up. He withdrew his arm and pulled the first bit up, exposing the forearm tattoo.

Your eyes lit up. When you saw the tattoo went higher you tapped on the sleeve softly. Ghost obliged, rolling it up further.

He didn’t fully understand, but he knew what you wanted and gave it to you.