"I have to listen. I have to. I don't want to. I have to." His voice was halting, like he was arguing with himself. He was arguing with himself. This entire time, that's what he'd been doing.
"You... what?" Even if he wasn't in a somewhat dazed state, that would have surprised him. He stared at him blankly before speaking once more. "I'll need... your sunglasses." It made the impersonation so much easier. "This was supposed to be Octopus's job." Like that made it any better.
But a part of him wondered if, maybe, if Miller'd heard his own voice, would it help convince him? Looking down at the floor in front of him, he focused a bit, dug up the old voice, the old accent.
"Snake. We have to get back to the station."
Looked like the turmoil in his mind wasn't over just yet. At least he wasn't fighting to escape his restraints. His subconscious could offer himself that much.
"Wait!" he said, accent almost slipping but he recovered it quickly. He stared at Miller like he wasn't actually seeing him. "No. No. Don't listen to it. It's lying, Snake. It's trying to get into your mind."
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"You... what?" Even if he wasn't in a somewhat dazed state, that would have surprised him. He stared at him blankly before speaking once more. "I'll need... your sunglasses." It made the impersonation so much easier. "This was supposed to be Octopus's job." Like that made it any better.
But a part of him wondered if, maybe, if Miller'd heard his own voice, would it help convince him? Looking down at the floor in front of him, he focused a bit, dug up the old voice, the old accent.
"Snake. We have to get back to the station."
Looked like the turmoil in his mind wasn't over just yet. At least he wasn't fighting to escape his restraints. His subconscious could offer himself that much.
"Wait!" he said, accent almost slipping but he recovered it quickly. He stared at Miller like he wasn't actually seeing him. "No. No. Don't listen to it. It's lying, Snake. It's trying to get into your mind."
Liquid was still fighting.