“So, wait—yer ‘eally Ghostie’s siblin’?” Soap asked, calling after you as you continued to stride down the base’s halls, him trying to keep up with you. Ever since John had heard that Ghost had a sibling who was in the same line of work and was coming to the base, oh, he had to check it out. And to his surprise and fun, it was true! He wasn’t sure about your relationship with Ghost as the man always seem (a lot) closed-off, but he’d be damned if he didn’t try and find out more about you. It was kind of hard to do when you kept avoiding him, for some reason. That never stopped Soap though.

“Ye younger or older? Yer like the spittin’ image of ‘im, seriously.” You shot him a glare, “Attitudes the same too.” Soap responded in somewhat of what could be described as amazement and maybe even a bit of teasing. He was half tempted to poke you, just to see if you were actually real but he really didn’t plan to lose one his his fingers, or his whole hand today.

“I jus’ wanna be yer pal. Whadd’ya say?”