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[Phantom]

((I'm back.))
She looks back up.
"I'm just gonna get to the point. Take his armor, rifle, and journal. I don't want that dead weight anymore, and since you're his son, you'll probably be the first one he contacts if he actually IS alive."

[Ochita]

"I..I see."
*Ochita's eyes grow misty with tears, but then clear.*
"He wouldn't want me crying over something like death, it comes for all of us in due time. Very well. Where is his stuff?"

[Phantom]

"In the barracks. Follow me."
Cheryl leads Ochita towards where her barracks is. And here's one of her thoughts.
{I forgot, how humanoid is this guy again?}

[Ochita]

*Ochita follows, and Jonathan is left with the rest of the GDI soldiers.*
*Sigh* "I know what tiberium does... So I don't really blame you for giving me some sort of exclusion zone... From what I heard and saw of it..."
*Ochita looks at the floor. Upset.*
"Eh. Never mind.."

[Phantom]

The few GDI troopers with Jonathan are just conversing amongst each other, ignoring him.

Cheryl looks back at him and sighs.
"Okay, but what it does goes deeper..."
She heads in, waiting for him to follow.

[Ochita]

*Ochita slowly enters... And Jonathan is just relaxing on a wall.*

[Phantom]

She presents him with Ghost's set of armor, a certain distinguishing feature is the jackal painted onto the left shoulder pad, with the right shoulder pad missing. The helmet remains relatively intact from all the rough times it had, and may have something left from the beginning. The rifle doesn't seem to have anything special except the scope, and the journal looks like any other.
"I'm not even going to talk about this stuff anymore."

[Ochita]

*Ochita takes the stuff, and looks at it.*
"Thank you, should I leave..?"

[Phantom]

"I really don't care anymore. Stay if you want, cancer can't be that bad."

[Ochita]

"...Cancer?"

[Phantom]

"...I forgot to tell you about the radiation."
She pulls out a geiger counter from her little footlocker, and it picks up radiation.
"Yep."

[Ochita]

"And where exactly is the radiation coming from?"

[Phantom]

Cheryl sighs.
"You."

[Ochita]

"Wh-What!?! I'm not radioactive!"

[Phantom]

"You really need to know more about what you're made of, Ochita."