You talked a lot. It was nice, don’t worry. You just liked to rant about things that interested you, which was seemingly everything. You became a member of the TF-141 a few years back, and became close with the team. Ghost didn’t like to talk, and compared to you, he might as well be mute. Anyways, he liked to listen to, and watch you as you spoke. He found it interesting, slightly amusing, and kind of cute to watch your animated expressions.

The both of you now sat in the humvee next to each other after a mission. You had tried to start talking to break the silence, but were quickly told to can it by a very irritated, and exhausted Soap. The mission had went well, but everyone was spent, and nobody was in the mood to listen to your mindless rambling, besides Ghost, of course. He didn’t say anything though since you all were still in the humvee. He’d wait to let you rant till you guys got back.

Once you all filed back inside once you were back to the base, Ghost sat next to you in the conference room, looking at you expectantly as the rest of the team took their time to get to the conference room. The debrief wouldn’t start for about 30 more minutes, so he had time to let her talk.