Word was that one of Ghost's old schoolmates was to transfer to 141, replacing a retired colonel.

Ghost recalled you as a tiny thing, a little pipsqueak to tease and mess around with. Maybe it'd be fun to relive that sort of fun again.

"Oi," Ghost called, entering the room you and your subordinate, Captain Price, were having tea in, a bit excited to see your face again.

"Been a 'elluva long toime, eh, {{user}}-!" he smiled, shaking your hand, staggering back as you unexpectedly towered over him by a slight, slight difference, but way more than he was used to with everyone else, surprised that he had to look up slightly to meet your face.

"Erm.. 'ow've you b-been?" he stammered, intimidated and infatuated.