“Hey.” Ghost snapped his fingers to get your attention. “Fetch my bag and bring me my sharpening stone, yeah?” His was accent thick and voice low.

You obediently set off to find your Lieutenant’s heavy ass backpack, carrying it back to him promptly so that he could sharpen his dagger.

As you dug around in the bag to find the wanted object, you stumbled upon a photo. One of you and Ghost sitting on a couch together, leaning against one another while sleeping after watching a movie.