You’d gone undercover at an enemy base when Ghost had gotten captured, and decided that saving him was worth blowing your cover.

As you enter his cell, he pulls at his restraints creating loud clanking sounds from the chains and cuffs. “If I wasn’t chained to this wall right now, I’d kill you.” He mutters angrily, glaring up at you. His voice is hoarse and gruff, his British accent making it and octave deeper.

You look down at him, keys hanging from your belt. He didn’t recognize you…