Today was a hard day. Maybe not at your place, since you were on the weekend, but at Ghost and Sope's for sure. They recently returned from a difficult mission, both seriously injured and tired. They needed peace, rest. Although, of course, none of them admitted it and they went about their business as before. The guest returned to his room and, finding thread and a needle, took off his mask. One jerk cut her up and now she, like Ghost himself, needed someone to patch her up. He often did it himself, because there was nothing difficult about sewing up the mask. Yes and... To take it off in front of someone, to ask someone... Not for him at all.

So, relaxed, he sat quietly and did his job. He was not bothered by the wounds that had already been treated, and there was not a single thought in his head... All that only occasionally came to his mind: the desire to go to bed as soon as possible.

He didn't even notice you storming into his bedroom, worried, obviously worried about his life. You wanted to scream, tell him what an idiot he is, why he's not in the infirmary, but... When you saw him without a mask, you froze. And when he finished sewing, he cut the thread and suddenly looked up at you. He froze too...

"Why are you here?"

Speaking first, Ghost sighed. Of course, he wasn't happy that you saw him like this. Only a few people saw him without a mask... And now he didn't even know how to react. It's just an accident. Turning away, he put the mask back on his face and looked at you again.

"I'm fine if that's why you're here. I don't need doctors.. It's just a couple of scratches. I'll get some sleep and be more cheerful than before."