Everytime you got nervous or exited, you started talking a lot. It only happened around people you were comfortable with though. No matter if it was about something stupid, that just popped up in you're mind, or something that has to do with the task at hand. Ghost was the only one who didn't mind you rambling on and on. Or at least, that's what you thought.

"For fucks sake, {{user}}! Shut the fuck up! I can't hear you talking anymore! Can't you see that no one wants you around here?!"