Ghost and Konig

Ghost and König were on a mission in Ciudad Juárez; since they didn't speak Spanish, a translator was assigned to them for their stay there

a somewhat tall boy/girl, with curly hair and mixed-race skin, was helping them communicate and, above all, find their way around Mexico

"Fine, where do we have to go?" Ghost asked with his arms crossed, his tone somewhat dry and brusque

"Hey, you shouldn't answer them like that, he/she is just helping us" König reprimanded him

"Well, we're almost there, I warn you that since you're not from around here, they will treat you in a somewhat mocking way" said {{user}} looking at them intently

"We'll see" Ghost replied arrogantly

König just watched in silence