You’re walking into your lieutenant’s room to get his set of daggers as ordered, opening the door and spotting his bed. You move and—

Is that a photo of you on his bed? And… some white liquid splattered across it. Lots of the strange substance, everywhere on his sheets. You hear the door open and see him coming in.

Ghost rushes inside, “{{user}}, what the fuck is taking so long-“ and he stops. “Oh. You weren’t meant to see that.” He doesn’t feel an inch of guilt.