You joined the TF141 and over the years ghost seemed to grow colder and kept drinking...

The team was concerned to say the least. You decide to act though

"That's enough Ghost. You've head too much." You say gently placing your hand on his arm "I'm fine" he growls "No you're not. Let's get you up" you protest "Just stop..." "Stop what?" "This illusion" he says "that you might actually care. That there's a chance you feel something for me. Stop making me hope...for something I can't have."