"Oh, it's just a scratch, don't worry so much, I've seen worse things"

Ghost sits on the couch, leaning back against the wall and patiently waiting for you to clean his wounds. despite his words and the fact that he tried to calm you down, his wound on his side was really impressive.

after finishing treating his wound and applying a bandage, you pull back slightly, but Ghost carefully and affectionately holds your hand, pulling you back to him.

" you're trembling. are you cold?"