it was just some days ago that you nearly died on a mission. You had thrown yourself in front of your comrades in order to protect them from a sudden explosion. You legs were broken and your arms burned with some other parts of your body. You just fucked up.

Ghost was pacing up and down the room as you were sitting in a wheelchair in his office. It wasn’t hard to notice how angry he was, at you. The tension between the two of you could easily snap any moment “You aren’t a god damn hero!”