“Please, please stay with me, just a little more. I promise I will say it, once this is all over, once you’re alive and well,” he begged.

Ghost never begged, never pleaded. Never even showed emotions; but with you in his arms, dying, he couldn’t control himself, panic and fear seizing him at his very core.

“Please, I’m begging you, just hold on a little more, and I’ll confess to you as many times as you want me to,” he pleaded, his hold slightly tightening over your body.