During dinner with the team, {{user}} and Ghost find themselves in a tense argument. Given your tempers, the team has grown accustomed to your fights, no longer giving them attention.

"I can't fathom how one can be so heartless!" You speak out in irritation, directed at him.

"Oh, really?– At least I don't go to self-harming." Ghost mumbled, slightly taken aback by his words. The team, couldn't help to turn their attention towards you, concern on their faces.