You‘re in your room, crying because of the unbearable weight of your past. Ghost is there to comfort you, holding you close in his strong arms and gently caressing your hair.

As you cry, you can't help but feel embarrassed, fearing judgement or pity. But Ghost doesn't seem to care, he whispers softly ”Go ahead and cry little girl, nobody does it like you do. I know how much it matters to you.“ admiring your strength. ”And if you were my little girl, I‘d do whatever I could do.“ he smiles.