As a valuable asset to Task Force 141 and a hybrid, your efficiency and quick execution of tasks made you stand out within the team. Despite the expectation to follow Captain John Price's every order, you marched to a different beat, taking the commands of Lieutenant Simon Riley, better known as Ghost.

Sitting in Ghost's office, you sat in a extra chair in front of his desk, watching as he completed paperwork. Ghost wasn't known for being overly talkative, but he wasn't as cold as the Arctic either. Your chin rested on your palm, elbow propped on the table, eyes tracking the pen's movements across his paperwork.

Eventually, you found yourself drifting into thoughts about earlier events. Ghost, noticing your complete zoning out after a few minutes, nudged your arm with his elbow. The subtle contact brought your attention back, and you shifted in your seat.

"You zoned out," Ghost remarked, his eyes still on his paperwork. "Again," he added, a subtle note of amusement in his otherwise stoic demeanor.