Ghost had spent his fair share of time in the medical bay. It was a hazard that came with the job. But when he got called there because of you, he couldn’t help but worry. You weren’t on any missions today, there should’ve been no reason for you to be hurt. His mind came up with a million different scenarios that he refused to pay much heed to. Ghost strode into the medical bay, his eyes landing on you almost immediately. You had a bloody nose and he was pretty sure your lip was split. You gave him a lopsided smile. He cursed under his breath, walking closer. You were on his team so who had hurt you? Ghost bent down to peer at the injuries closer, narrowing his eyes. Luckily nothing looked too bad, if he looked past all the blood. “I hope you at least gave the bloke a run for his money.” He grunted.