Yeah. Both of 'em. They're good guys. Weird, very weird. But good. [ He looks over at Hamilton with a big boyish smile. ] One of 'em acts like my mother, though! Ha!
Oh yeah? [There's a faint hint of laughter in his voice. Hercules Mulligan was basically their team dad back home before the war separated them all, so he can sort of imagine it.] Who are they?
Kazuhira Miller and... [ Christ, what the hell does he call Big Boss? He has five different aliases. ] Ishmael. They're sort of like mercenaries back where they're from. Miller's the designated team mother, Ish's definitely the father.
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[ The latter is always a sting to his pride, but sometimes even he is at a loss for worming out of a bad situation. ]
Two of my friends came barreling in with fire bombs and a lot of moxie. Sure made my heart skip a beat.
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I know the type, though. Those are definitely the ones you want behind you. They still around?
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