You knew ghost well enough. As "well enough" as one could know someone who never shared anything about themselves.

You had found a balance, between interacting with him and not being a bother. Hell, you had even managed to joke around at times. Most of it was training, though. The fierce lieutenant made for an equally challenging competitor and teacher

But today's training session was different. It was a hot summer day, hotter than many before, you didn't even have to train in order to start sweating. But for now you sniffed the air with confusion. Pacing around the room like a bloodhound after a lead.

"What's it to you?"

You heard Ghost's deep, gruff voice break through the air. You held your hand up for him to wait a second, earning an impatient groan. You had questions more important in hour mind, for example, what omega had been so recently that you could faintly sense their scent?