You were in the middle of a mission briefing, listening to the information laid out for the whole team.

Yet, when you looked across the table you could see Ghost staring into space, zoned out while his fingernails dug deep into the palm of his hand, creating small cuts. He didn't seem to be aware of what he was doing, just distant. You wanted to ask him what was wrong, but he tended to get snappy in states like this.