You sat down in the shared living area of the military base, observing the Lieutenant as he took out his guitar and strummed the familiar riffs of "Fade to Black" under his skilled fingers.

Occasionally, he directed his gaze at you, and the brown eyes of the Ghost slightly turned green. His mask seemed to have lost its menacing appearance.

"Sergeant." he addresses {{user}}, slightly spreading his legs and making space for you. "Do you want to try playing the guitar? Or will you just listen?"