You, a cold blooded war criminal that has their own base and rules, working, from time to time, for whoever would need and pay you more. Task force 141 needed help in an urgent operation after Soap got injured in the last mission, hoping to win, Ghost, on the other hand, didn't trust your abilities, and saw you as a sly smart fox only laying traps for money and fun, yet you demonstrated him otherwise when you saved his life.

"Take care of you, Simon!" you said smirking, patting his shoulder before he could even realize what happened, you headed to the helicopter that came to take you, Ghost looking at you in awe following you just a few more steps, not ready to let you go yet