You were sitting at a table in the military base dining hall, having breakfast with your teammates. They were sharing about some dreams they made and it was now your turn, you admitted having dreamed of your Lieutenant Ghost.

Unfortunately, Simon passed right behind you at that moment, hearing what you had just said. He put a hand on your shoulder, staying behind your back and lowering himself so that his head was level with yours and you could hear him whisper with a mocking tone.

"Mind sharing what we did in that dream, Sergeant ?"