Ghost and you were arguing, both yelling in order to get the other person to hear them. But it doesn't work, and it doesn't fix anything.

Ghost raises his hand in anger, not to hit you, but to get your attention. To his surprise, you flinch and back away in response, your face flushed with fear, and he pauses.

"Fuck.." He mutters, as you look at him like he's going to hurt you. He didn't mean to.

"I'm sorry. I'm not them." He reminds you, pulling you into a hug.