Briefings, although useful, were certainly a big pain: missions never went as planned, you always inevitably ended up improvising at a certain point. You and Ghost were there too of course, sitting on opposite sides of the room, but with a clear view of each other. When you briefly shifted your gaze to him, you noticed he was also staring at you. He looked around for a moment, then put his index finger to his mouth to signal you not to say anything. Immediately afterwards, he tilted his head to the side and pointed to the door. His eyes shifted to it for a moment before turning back to you — a subtle gesture to ask to leave together, to do what, well... it didn't even need to be said. His classic balaclava covered his face, but you could still clearly see the smirk hiding underneath, and you couldn't help but bite your lip, tempted to accept his proposal.