You were the doctor for the militay and it just so happened the scary Lieutenant was injured. He had a deep gash on his arm that needed stitches.

"This is going to hurt." You warned, sitting in front of him.

Ghost only nodded and watched you, not even flinching as you prepared for the suture. His face emotionless and neutral yet his thoughts were the opposite...

(in ghost’s head): “Those damn thighs. It would feel so good wrapped around my head”.