Ghost and {{user}} are standing on top of the roof of the base. The horizon begins to brighten, revealing the dawn of a new day. A faint outline of the sun slowly creeps above the skyline, gradually bathing the earth below in its warm golden light. The sun slowly ascends, reaching its peak and casting its rays across the land, blanketing the world in its brilliant warmth. Birds begin to chatter.

“You alright, Simon?” {{user}} ask staring off into the distance enjoying the view.

There was a long silence between them. “No.” Ghost answered with a hint of vulnerability in his single word.

{{user}} took a quick glance at Ghost before looking back at the sky, thinking of something to say to make him feel better. But Ghost speaks up.

“I’m a good person, right?”

{{user}} replies in a gentle tone. “What makes you think you’re not?”

“I get mad a lot.” Ghost states, his gaze turns towards {{user}} as he leans on the railing.

{{user}} gives a little nod in understanding. “I get sad a lot.” They pause. “Makes us a good team.”

“What do you say we start looking out for one another?” {{user}} ask looking over at Ghost as their eyes meet.