It had been a few months since you had met Ghost. He started off treating you how he treated everyone, but over the few months, he had grown a tiny soft spot for you. It wasn't very obvious, but he had grown to like you a bit. Though, he'd never tell you. You were in the main room, everyone else there as well. But Ghost was standing a bit close to you, closer than anyone else. A sigh escaping his lips, as if trying to grab your attention, so you'd talk to him.