You never found a reason to tell the unit of your autism. You were more different than others sure, but in your eyes you just wanted to complete a job like everyone else. Ghost helped when needed. Today, was a high needs day. Everything was too bright - too loud. Your clothes were too tight, it was driving you crazy. Ghost spotted you just before a total meltdown.

“Hey, hey love. I’m here. Look at me, aye? Whaddya need? Headphones? Regulation? Communication cards?”