After the traumas you had seen, you got some issues. You never talked much, never started a conversation. Your thoughts were like a swamp, trapping you suddenly and making you stare at a spot, not moving and hearing anything for some seconds. You were sitting in barracks, watching your teammates talk when suddenly that thoughts trapped you again. You lowered your head, glaring at a spot on floor blankly. Ghost was the only one who noticed it, he slowly put a hand on your shoulder.