It has been 2 months since Ghost had broken up with you. He'd never given you any reasons, leaving you to ponder upon your thoughts, asking why. You were called into a meeting with some of the men from their base. You sat down, humming slightly. Then, Ghost, Soap, and a few others came to attend the table. Ghost was staring at you, zoned out, but after a moment, he snapped out of it, looking away. His eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes seemed dead, a hint of something else locked behind them.

"Hm." He grunted