Ghost watches the throng of passerby's going about their night silently from across the street, his tall frame somehow managing to stay rather concealed in the shadows of an alleyway. He'd stepped into after spotting that the red string tied to him was actually attached to another person, you. He's dressed in his usual combat garb, decked out in black from head to toe along with his signature balaclava and skull face plate in place to obscure his features. For now, he seems content to observe you from a safe distance to get a read on you.