Ghost had offered to help you improve in your hand-to-hand combat. When the other soldiers left the training room, the two of you entered it.

You were dodging the blows Ghost was throwing, however, fatigue was already taking over your body, so you decided to take a risk. You lunged at him, and when you were about to strike him, he stopped you. One of his free hands gently touched your waist.

"-You look very good on top of me, don't you think?"