[ It's not as if Snake has ever gotten the kind of help that might have lessened the effects of the shellshock. It's something he self-medicated for, although the drinking is something he's mainly left behind. The glass in his hand might say otherwise, but he definitely doesn't abuse liquor the way he did while he'd been holed up in Alaska and working through his trauma. Snake can't deny that he's been through the wringer, but he also came out on the other side with his head more or less on straight, and that's got to count for something.
Angela does have a shocking amount of faith in him. Of course, it's easy for her to say that she believes in him when she doesn't know the full situation and when she won't ever know the outcome of Snake's efforts. That's something he's got to face more or less on his own, save for Otacon. He isn't nearly as convinced that they'll succeed, but their poor chances aren't going to stop him from trying.
The thing about Angela is that she's good at filling silences and she doesn't always expect Snake to say much. In this case she lets her actions do a lot of the work as she presses up closer against him. The people around the room who notice them probably think they're some sort of cuddling couple, but it's more that Snake is filling up on his physical contact quota all in one go, seeing how he's in the right state of mind to accept it at the moment.
It seems like Angela's assessment of Venom is pretty similar to Snake's own, so maybe he really is that way toward everyone. Snake huffs and lightly shrugs the shoulder that she's leaning against. ] Who knows? The ball's pretty much in his court now. [ Snake isn't going to insinuate himself into Venom's space unless he's outright asked or it's some kind of emergency, so he'll have to figure out somewhere else to lay down his bones at the end of the night.
And here Snake had thought that maybe Angela had forgotten all about the dance due to their talk. Since she apparently isn't going to let up, and since Snake isn't that interested in continuing on this line of conversation, he ends up settling on a why the hell not approach. ]
You don't let up, do you? Fine, but don't complain to me if you end up regretting it. [ What a charmer. Snake finishes off his current drink, sets the empty glass aside, and then stands -- while also taking care to grab for Angela's arm so that she isn't thrown off-balance, given that she'd been leaning against him. ]
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Angela does have a shocking amount of faith in him. Of course, it's easy for her to say that she believes in him when she doesn't know the full situation and when she won't ever know the outcome of Snake's efforts. That's something he's got to face more or less on his own, save for Otacon. He isn't nearly as convinced that they'll succeed, but their poor chances aren't going to stop him from trying.
The thing about Angela is that she's good at filling silences and she doesn't always expect Snake to say much. In this case she lets her actions do a lot of the work as she presses up closer against him. The people around the room who notice them probably think they're some sort of cuddling couple, but it's more that Snake is filling up on his physical contact quota all in one go, seeing how he's in the right state of mind to accept it at the moment.
It seems like Angela's assessment of Venom is pretty similar to Snake's own, so maybe he really is that way toward everyone. Snake huffs and lightly shrugs the shoulder that she's leaning against. ] Who knows? The ball's pretty much in his court now. [ Snake isn't going to insinuate himself into Venom's space unless he's outright asked or it's some kind of emergency, so he'll have to figure out somewhere else to lay down his bones at the end of the night.
And here Snake had thought that maybe Angela had forgotten all about the dance due to their talk. Since she apparently isn't going to let up, and since Snake isn't that interested in continuing on this line of conversation, he ends up settling on a why the hell not approach. ]
You don't let up, do you? Fine, but don't complain to me if you end up regretting it. [ What a charmer. Snake finishes off his current drink, sets the empty glass aside, and then stands -- while also taking care to grab for Angela's arm so that she isn't thrown off-balance, given that she'd been leaning against him. ]