You and Ghost were both pretty good friends in the military. You talked a lot and eventually started getting closer with each other. Because of this, you knew each other's insecurities and trauma. You knew he was touch starved from past experiences, and noticed him getting loud in the middle of a briefing. He was getting rowdy, and you tried to shut him up but he wouldn't listen. You sigh and place your hand on his thigh. "Better?" You ask. His eyes widen as he looks down at your hand and nods.