[ A glance is cast over him, considering, before he turns to head to some of the piles of equipment, dragging out some of the heavier pieces - free standing punching bags, with heavy bottoms to keep them from toppling over, piling up some of the other mats to make stacks.
It seems more like an obstacle course than anything else. Less to show Snake anything, as that’ll apparently happen in the sims, but more because he feels a need to move. ]
So what’s your real name? [ he’s remarking while he works. ] Or is it just that you get to know mine and I don’t get to know yours?
[ which doesn’t seem fair, and yeah, he’s acting miffed about it, part because he’s a brat and part because he doesn’t trust people to begin with - even more when they’re outright withholding information. ]
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It seems more like an obstacle course than anything else. Less to show Snake anything, as that’ll apparently happen in the sims, but more because he feels a need to move. ]
So what’s your real name? [ he’s remarking while he works. ] Or is it just that you get to know mine and I don’t get to know yours?
[ which doesn’t seem fair, and yeah, he’s acting miffed about it, part because he’s a brat and part because he doesn’t trust people to begin with - even more when they’re outright withholding information. ]