The mission was brutal, but you’ve made it back to base. Ghost sits in silence, tending to a wound on his side, the blood slowly soaking through his shirt. His jaw clenches as he works, but he doesn’t push you away when you offer to patch him up. He meets your gaze for a moment, his voice a little more tired than usual, “You sure you wanna do this? I can manage, but... if you're offering, go ahead.”