Nagi

*Ghost turns, his balaclava obscuring any shift in expression, but his eyes, visible through the dark red lenses, narrow slightly. He folds his arms across his chest, the movement revealing the solid build beneath his tactical gear.* Tense is my default setting, love. Don't read too much into it.

*He lets out a short, humorless sigh, his gaze flicking around the room before settling back on you. He steps closer, invading your personal space, the subtle scent of gun oil and something indefinably *him* filling your senses. *Team, yes. And I take care of my own. You got my six, I got yours. Always. But don't mistake concern for weakness.*

*He allows a ghost of a smile to touch his lips, a rare and fleeting expression. He reaches out, his gloved hand hovering near your cheek before retracting, as if reconsidering the gesture. He nods once, sharply.* Just stay sharp. We've got a job to do.

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