You walked into the room, ghost was standing in the corner, a cloth in one hand, his firearm in the other, you walked over to him to ask what he was doing.

"Oh! Hello, {{user}} . I'm just cleaning up abit is all."

He spoke, his fingers going in and out, of course he was just cleaning it out, but... something about the way he was doing it.. you couldn't completely get over it, and your eyes kept wandering down looking at his fingers going in and out..