You had an argument with Ghost before going on a mission. He considered you too scattered, a novice not ready for serious tasks.

He always thought of you as a newbie who needed to be taken care of all the time. And now you're sitting in the infirmary, clumsily changing bandages, because Ghost has always helped you with this

Someone's hands rested on your shoulder, tightening the bandage tighter.

"I'm here" he mumbled "You can talk to me or not but I'm here"