The Ghost was standing in a dark space. His white face and the deep, threatening black eye sockets that seemed to stare into your soul were simply fixed on whoever was speaking. It was funny, he didnt have to say a word, he just had to sit there and look nice. The Ghost did not fear any of the people here. He heard about them all. But he was quickly having trust issues with most of these people. He was still cautious on the idea of a team. He wouldnt speak up. The Ghost had yet to introduce himself, but something like that probably had a very low chance of happening. Some people knew who he was, they knew his work.
Thats all that mattered, the fear in the streets lurking in the night. This team, this meeting, it had potential but was it truly possible? The Ghost liked traveling alone. Being held back is not an option. The Ghost stepped from the shadows and walked straight up to Green Skull. He looked him in the eyes. The silence was great. He scanned the room, soaking in every masked human that was here. When his head was facing Green Skull again, he tilted his head, almost as if to say "How can I trust you?" Many questions needed to be answered before The Ghost decided he would join. The worst possible thing that could happen is him speaking. Which could be something he would quickly regret