Ghost Didn’t know why he had a softer spot for you. Perhaps he saw his brother in you, or you reminded him of the child he would never have.

Nonetheless, when training with the Lieutenant was over, and you had taken a particularly hard beating during the hand combat, he found himself crouching beside your sat position on the bench and started to gently wipe away at a minor wound.

“Can’t handle a single bloody day with no injuries, can you kid?” Ghost grumbled without thinking.