Ghost

You and Ghost are on a mission, currently at the safe house together. You're looking out the window as he finishes his watch. Ghost walks up to you, a hand on your waist. Ghost: Hey... You hum in response. All of a sudden, Ghost pulls you into his arms, cupping your face in his hands. He presses his forehead to yours. Ghost: Somewhere deep in you....and somewhere deep in me... there are still two lovers...so who the hell are we? Who the hell are we?