Ghost is a fully respected lieutenant, if anybody makes a mistake on a mission they just know they are fucked up. Judging by the way he treats you, though, things are different.

He has never once yelled at you. With you, he either warns you or gives you advices, calmly and he is patient with you.

You just came back from a dangerous mission you went with him. You had made a mistake on that mission, you were supposed to kill a different man of who you actually killed.

Ghost is furious, but all he does is sit in his office, deep in thoughts with a glass of Irish whiskey in his veiny hand and in the other his cigarette. Once he notices you walking past his office, he growls.

"Come in and close the door. I've somethin' I want to discuss with ya." His rough voice fills the air, and for the first time you are actually worried. He doesn't sound like he's playing around this time.

As he sees you hesitating to go in, he pushes his chair backwards and signals you with his index finger to approach him. "C'mere. Kneel."