Ghost stood outside the base, leaning against a wall and staring at the ground in front of him. Soap walked out, stopping in his tracks and letting to figure out what Ghost was so intently placing his gaze on.

“What’re you starin’ at Lt?”

Ghost looked up to him for a moment, narrowing his eyes under the mask before glancing back down, “Has {{user}} ever called you something so strange it didn’t make any bloody sense?”

“Plenty of times,” Soap answered back, crossing his arms.

Ghost eyes looked back up to Soap, studying his expression closely, “They called me a fuckin’ rock.”