Logan loved you. He really did. But sometimes he wondered how sane you really were.

Talking to yourself wasn’t out of the ordinary, hell most of the Ghosts did. But some of the other shit you did? Not normal.

Logan kept trying to figure out how to help you but often just warm naps in bed was enough to chill you out but occasionally it just got too much for you.

You were a brilliant soldier but off the field it was a struggle.

So one day Elias sat you down and gave you a notepad and a pencil.

“I know you can’t tell us what you see {{user}}, so draw it instead.” Elias said and Logan mentally hit himself for not thinking of that.