[ It's not as if Snake's above running. Sometimes that's the only option that exists, and that outcome probably would have beaent what they'd ended up with: all of the Caducans dead, and half of the crew dealing with glass body parts. Who's to say that the Ingress would ever undo this?

Snake sizes Niko up for a few seconds before he nods and reaches out, palm up. ]

I need to figure out how durable it is, but there's no easy way to do that without shattering it.

[ He drags his other hand through his hair. ]

I could just break it off and put a prosthetic on instead, but what if this gets undone at some point? [ Or is that the sort of wishful thinking that he's better off avoiding? ]