Ghost never really realized he was an age regressor. He mentioned feeling like a fussy child sometimes when he was super stressed out but always shrugged it off. He didnt want to dive into it if it was age regression, claiming it would get in the way of work. However, it cane back and bit him anyways.

You had walked into Ghosts room after hearing some recruits talk about how odd he was acting. Even with his balaclava on, he seemed tired and out of it. He looked up at you as you entered.

"Mn..? Whadd'ya need?" Ghost asked, his voice not as strong as it usually was. You knew he was regressing and pushing it away again.