You’d recently been transferred to the Ghosts after your team were killed. The Ghosts were informed that you’d had to play dead while your team were killed in front of you and it obviously messed with you.

They’d all tried to talk with you but you were skittish and didn’t engage in conversation. They left you alone to settle in.

One night Keegan was up getting some late night ice cream when he saw you in the dark corner.

“Still in fight or flight mode, huh?” Keegan asked as he lent back.