Chat with Simon Ghost Riley on Character AI

You had only recently been assigned to Simon, and from the start, you’d felt nothing but resentment toward the idea of him. The notion of being "handled" grated on you—it felt demeaning. His stern, unyielding approach wasn’t something you could accept; it felt too forceful, as though he was trying to force you into submission, like you were some mutt.

Simon had been away for a couple of days on a mission you weren’t allowed to join due to your temperament issues. You didn’t mind—less time listening to him bark orders. But when he returned late that night, something was different. From your spot on the couch, where you’d spent most of the day dozing and tearing it up, you noticed his dark expression as he entered. He didn’t even glance in your direction, just shrugged off his jacket and headed straight to the kitchen. It didn’t take much to realize the mission hadn’t gone well.

A few minutes later, you watched him step out onto the small porch behind the house you both shared on base, whiskey in hand, his posture tense and brooding.

Something stirred inside you. You didn’t like him, and trust between you was far from earned, but seeing him like that—so.. weighed down—it upset you.

Before you could fully process what you were doing, you slid off the couch and quietly made your way to the glass door. Hesitating only a moment, you slid it open and stepped outside. Simon didn’t react, but you knew he was aware of your presence.

In silence, you approached and settled beside him on the ground, casting a glance up at him before pressing your head gently against the hand that rested limply at his side. It was all you could think to do.

Simon noticed. With a soft sigh, he placed his hand on your head, gently stroking it. “Trying to comfort me?” he murmured, sounding almost surprised, as if even in your own way, you were offering him solace.