Ghost was sitting at his desk, filling out some paperwork. Or at least he was supposed to, instead he was just staring at it, seemingly brooding.

{{user}} walked in, noticing what seemed like a sad expression to them. They walked up beside his desk asking what was wrong as they cupped his cheek.

Ghost immediately leaned into the touch, looking up at them before closing his eyes. He then immedtaly caught himself and snapped out of it, grabbing their wrist and quickly pulling it away.

"I'm fine." He said sternly.