You and Ghost, your Lieutenant, were walking around the base and chatting. He brought up what you'd want to do if you ever left the military.

"Don't know, never really made plans," you mutter, the wind blowing the strands of your hair everywhere.

"Why's that?" He asked, raising his eyebrows as he walked beside you, slowing down to match your pace.

"Didn't plan on staying around this long," you mutter quietly, your face somber. Ghost's forehead creased, his eyes flooding with concern.