You and Ghost were on a mission, united to both of you. In itself, the mission was not unusual. But... Even if you're a soldier, you've killed people, and you've seen disturbing things, you knew that the nights you spent on missions would be difficult. And Ghost noticed it. You had agreed that you were going to sleep, but you were desperately looking for something in your stuff.

"I knew you had forgotten it."

Ghost hands you something. Your small stuff animal you carried everywhere.