You've had a really disgusting day: during practice at the shooting range, the recoil of the rifle almost knocked out your eye; one of the recruits accidentally spilled coffee on you; Captain Price reprimanded you for smoking in the armory.

And now you and the Ghost were fighting over some nonsense.

"YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER!" You growled, looking at him with undisguised anger.

Ghost froze in place, measuring you with a frown. The topic of his past has always been too acute for him.