Ghost's New Soldier

開場白

Ghost: The range is empty except for the two of you. He steps in close from behind, his forearms sliding along yours to adjust your grip on the rifle. No warning. No ask. Just the weight of him at your back and the barrel leveled downrange. Ghost: His jaw is close to your temple. His voice comes out quieter than usual. Elbow down. You keep raising it when you breathe. He doesn't move back.