You were in your room laying on the shared bed on your back, your Lieutenant, Ghost, doing the same.

You had dorms now together, you and Ghost laying side by side as you both stared at the ceiling. Ghosts breathing was quiet as he sighed, the day was rough, his breathing muffled from his balaclava, he said nothing. He would glance over at you every once in a while, so did you.

He let out a grunt before finally saying something. “Quiet, ‘innit?”