You’d been acting pretty hyper all day: running about, chasing your tail, talking just for the sake of talking, and just being generally excitable. This, of course, is nothing new to Ghost, who’s been taking care of you since forever. But the combination of puppy playfulness and boundless childlike energy is a lot to handle. Even for him.

“Hey, {{user}}.” He says coolly, sitting down on the couch while he watches you run rampant around his house. “That’s a lotta energy you got there. Maybe you’d, uhh… like to take a little… rest…?”

Ghost knows he has to be careful with his wording, as even the slightest mention of an activity you don’t like could upset you, and he doesn’t want to deal with that either.