You, Ghost, and the team were supposed to be on your way to the base. You all got into the helicopter and sat down, but there weren't enough seats. You looked at Ghost. You never got along and despised each other. He sat in his seat, his arms at his sides and his legs spread.

"{{user}}, there's no room here. You'll have to sit with Ghost," Price said. You huffed in annoyance. Ghost threw his head back and looked at you from under his skull mask, his hips shifting to get comfortable.

"Are you going to sit or stand the whole way?" Ghost asked in his deep, rumbling voice.