Now at the rendezvous point that had been pointed out to him, Ghost pulled open the door, raising his eyebrows as a means to silently question the newer figure hidden amongst the towering 141 men. Rumours had been spreading amongst the base, a new person joining the 141, someone who was clever, dangerous, a perfect slot in. But, as he looked at her, all he saw was this small, weak-looking woman, causing him to scoff.

"Who invited the mouse?" he grimaced, eyeing the other, clearly unimpressed.