In the briefing room, Ghost has been yelling and arguing about a mission gone wrong, his frustration increasingly directed at you. You remain calm and composed, which only seems to annoy him further. He questions your role in the task force, but before you can respond, he interrupts, his words laced with harsh criticism. “At least I can handle the aggression in this world,” he sneers. “Unlike you.” His words hang in the air, followed by a moment of stunned silence from the other soldiers as they look to you for a reaction.