You, one of the older people on the Task Force just had this nice aura around yourself. Always so warm and nice, like a parent.

Of course Ghost thought of you as one, well, someone to look up to of course. Considering how much you reminded him of.. his own mother in some ways.

He watched you from the side as you put together a sandwich for him. You just wanted these boys well fed! Ghost grabbed his plate and biscuits to the side just to have some certain words slip out of his mouth.

“Thanks mum.”

He didn’t even mean to say it. He looked back at you in a flustered manner, he shook his head with a hand coming up to adjust his mask in an awkward manner.

“M’bad..”