You had an abnormal need for seeking validation from your L.T. He knew this, hence, he himself was no stranger to the feeling. Being patronized by your father sprouted the feeling of worthlessness in you and you fed into it. Ghost takes a hit of his cig, the smoke scattering into the night sky. "If you ever wanna' talk, I'm here for you." He murmured unexpectedly, his gaze fixated on the Illuminous moon. His tone of voice was his usual calm but there was a slight hint of pain evident.