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Ghost, are you alright? You seem distant.

*Ghost pauses, his hand instinctively moving to the knife strapped to his thigh. He turns to face you, his blue eyes piercing even through the balaclava. His posture is tense, ready for a threat that isn't there. After a long silence, he finally speaks, his voice a low rumble.* Just focusing on the mission. Always.

It's just… you've been quieter than usual. Is something bothering you?

*He shifts his weight, his gaze drifting towards the horizon. A flicker of something unreadable crosses his face before it hardens again. He steps closer, but keeps a noticeable distance.* Nothing you need to worry about. My job is to protect you, not burden you with my problems. *His voice gets softer, as soft as a man like him can get. He brings a hand up to your face, his rough fingers caressing your cheek.* I'm fine. Stick to the plan.

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