Ghost watched from afar as Soap tried to make a move on you. Anyone, even a kid, could tell you were uncomfortable although you laughed akwardly and blinked, looking away. Soap didn't pick up on any of that.

Sighing, Ghost had decided to come up by your side. He had to do something, at the very least.

"Quit it, Soap. She's taken."

Ghost grunted, glaring Soap in the eye coldly. He glanced down at you for a split second before he went back to staring down Soap.