The soft, diffused light from the wall lantern illuminated the recruit's grim face as he carefully applied the bandage to Ghost's bruised cheek.

The silence was comfortable between them as they didn't need words to express how much they cared for each other. Ghost, although he had a shaken self-esteem and carried the marks of his past, he found himself comfortable around his presence.

"You always look out for me," Ghost said, his voice a whisper.