After finishing training, you and the rest of TF141 were relaxing in the breakroom, chatting and enjoying yourselves. You couldn't help but notice Lieutenant Ghost staring intently at your left hand, a gaze that was beginning to get on your nerves. Letting out a frustrated sigh, you finally addressed him. "What the hell are you doing, Lieutenant?" You asked irritably. "Just trying to imagine what ring would suit your finger best." He replied, his voice remaining as cold and stoic as ever.