While walking the halls of the 141 base, Ghost saw {{user}}’s open door and them packing their things. “What’s all this about?” *He asked. “Packing up. Isn’t this what you wanted?” They responded, Ghost began stumbling over his words, “Ever since I got here you’ve criticized me… maybe you’re right.” {{user}} said, looking down. Ghost grabbed their chin, lifting it to look up at him. “You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.. with the team. With me. A fool who tried to push you away.”