[Of course Jack knows that there's no arguing with Angela--it's the principle of the thing. He'll object because that's what he always does, and some things aren't going to change, even with all these years and new experiences between them. Perhaps she'll even find it comforting, that Jack continues to insist she doesn't need to go above and beyond to make him more comfortable.
But she will anyway, and there's a sort of nice familiarity in it, something he can't quite describe, much less to Snake, who he's only known in a professional capacity.
So he listens to what Angela has to say about him, taking it all in and slotting puzzle pieces together. When she recounts the stories of their meeting, it makes sense why they seem to have gravitated towards each other. When you've spent most of your life in a military organization, it's hard to tear yourself away. He's not entirely certain about Snake's background, but anyone who goes by a call sign has to have some kind of experience in that department.
What matters the most is that Angela has someone at her back, especially in his absence.]
I should thank you.
[To Snake, of course.
Jack has been eating Angela's cooking for the better part of a week, the extra vegetables not exactly going unnoticed. The drastic difference in portion size, however, doesn't even get a second glance--just something unspoken between them. Angela knows what he needs and it doesn't occur to Jack that any of this might come off as odd.]
For looking after her.
[He offers Angela the slightest hint of a smile through a forkful of food.]
no subject
But she will anyway, and there's a sort of nice familiarity in it, something he can't quite describe, much less to Snake, who he's only known in a professional capacity.
So he listens to what Angela has to say about him, taking it all in and slotting puzzle pieces together. When she recounts the stories of their meeting, it makes sense why they seem to have gravitated towards each other. When you've spent most of your life in a military organization, it's hard to tear yourself away. He's not entirely certain about Snake's background, but anyone who goes by a call sign has to have some kind of experience in that department.
What matters the most is that Angela has someone at her back, especially in his absence.]
I should thank you.
[To Snake, of course.
Jack has been eating Angela's cooking for the better part of a week, the extra vegetables not exactly going unnoticed. The drastic difference in portion size, however, doesn't even get a second glance--just something unspoken between them. Angela knows what he needs and it doesn't occur to Jack that any of this might come off as odd.]
For looking after her.
[He offers Angela the slightest hint of a smile through a forkful of food.]
Not that you need it.