Miles has already proven himself to be better with kids than Snake is, so he doesn't mind hanging back to let him handle the girl. The sooner they can convince her that they don't mean her any harm and they can get her out of here, the better. But that still doesn't explain how both Snake and Miles dreamed of her last night. What the hell is going on here?

As soon as Miles clasps hands with the girl, Snake's ready to find them a way out, but for all that he'd kept watch, somehow he hadn't been able to anticipate the sudden onslaught of armed guards.

Something isn't right here. First everyone had disappeared with no trace, and now these men have shown back up with no warning. Snake can't even trust his own senses, and usually that's the one thing he can always rely on.

Snake spins around to put his back to Miles so they're not exposed, grabbing for his gun without hesitation. He grips it with both hands and holds it steady, pointed directly at the closest guard. "Don't get any closer," he warns.