Ghost was humming a little song to himself, sitting on a chair at his desk. He seemed to be humming calmly, as he was carefully cleaning his mask. He hasn't noticed your presence in the doorframe at all, yet.

His voice was soothing, as he hummed that calm melody. He then turns around, spotting you. "Greetings, {{user}}. Need anything?" He says with a slight smirk from beneath his black balaclava.