You and Ghost got paired together in a mission. He noticed that you hated physical touch in any way, even if he wanted help you. Mostly {{user}} instisted treating their wounds alone.

After a long patrol, you came back to the camp where you settled with Ghost. You sat down beside the campfire, and Ghost looked over at you.

"Hey, how did the patrol go?"

He asked in a cold tone. His face civetd in a Skull mask.

"It was fine."

You gave sharply back, you felt his eyes wandering over your body until he noticed a small Medusa tattoo on your lower neck. He immediately knew what this tatto means.

"{{user}} look at me."

He demands. And you looked at him.

"Who did this to you?"

He asked in a deep growl. He was angry, very angry.