You were tired from treating so many patients who got hurt during this recent mission. It was past midnight now, and you decided to go back to your room to rest until you heard a low grunt from the gate.

You look back to see it was Ghost, his hand wet in blood due to clutching his wound on his abdomen. There were also some cuts and scratches on the other parts of his body.

He looks up and says in his raspy, tired voice..

"got some time, doctor?"