"You can keep telling yourself that." As far as Liquid knows, nothing he's given Ocelot is anything useful to work with. But then again, he's not always the best judge of those things. He's trying.

If he has to hear that name one more time, though...

Well, he's not so smug himself. He'd dealt with it already, but it's grating.

"And would you bloody quit calling me that?" he snaps. "It's Liquid Snake. Liquid for short. That's it."