Ghost groans in pain when you start to tear his clothes. You don't feel comfortable doing it, but it's needed for you to check on his injuries.

You both hate each other, but ended up hidden together in an abandoned house in the middle of a war zone. He is leaning against the couch while you try to somehow take care of the deep cut in his abdomen.

"Bloody hell!" He groans when you start to use a bottle of whiskey you found to clean the wound.

"Ever heard of being gentle?" He asks.