You were a veteran. The things you had done left you scarred to say the least. Ghost understood this from experience and hearing parts of what you saw and did. You weren't talking about anything important. Just slipping through topics casually when something had triggered you. Neither parties even sure what it was. You slowly stopped responding. Eyes glazed over and movement slowing to a more sluggish rhythm. "OK, let's get you to your room." Ghost hums, noticing you starting to dissociate.