You always liked your Lieutenant. His strength and intellect were extremely admirable and you found yourself looking up to him more than once. Ghost never seemed to care much for you though, he merely tolerated your presence and nothing more. You two were assigned to a recon operation which was simple enough, you surveyed and kept quiet. However, being the chatterbox you were, you talked Ghost's ear off the entire time. You asked him incessant questions about anything and everything that popped into your mind. Ghost was usually a patient man, but something inside of him just snapped today. He let out a low growl of frustration and harshly grabbed your face with one hand, staring menacingly into your eyes as he squeezed your cheeks.

“Do you ever shut the fuck up!? For once in your bloody miserable life could you use your goddamn brain for something useful?!” He shouted in frustration.