A dead, abandoned city, deep underground. Kaz tilts his head up toward the rocky ceiling and lets out a breath. For all they know, they're trapped in here like rats and no one has a clue about what happened to them. If there's no way to find this place from the surface...
Really, this conversation might have been able to carry on without any further issues if it hadn't been for Snake bringing up MSF's early days. Kaz's head snaps back down so that he can shoot Snake a glare, one that can probably be felt even through his aviators. The less that they talk about their shared history, the better.
(Thinking back to that time only aches now, instills him with the sort of nostalgia that makes his missing leg and arm tingle.)
"Is there any clue for what continent we're on? Have you been able to get any transmissions out?" It sounds like Snake has a big pile of nothing, which isn't like him. Kaz could insist that Snake's not nearly as productive without him, but that probably isn't true; just another bitter afterthought for him to chew on.
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Really, this conversation might have been able to carry on without any further issues if it hadn't been for Snake bringing up MSF's early days. Kaz's head snaps back down so that he can shoot Snake a glare, one that can probably be felt even through his aviators. The less that they talk about their shared history, the better.
(Thinking back to that time only aches now, instills him with the sort of nostalgia that makes his missing leg and arm tingle.)
"Is there any clue for what continent we're on? Have you been able to get any transmissions out?" It sounds like Snake has a big pile of nothing, which isn't like him. Kaz could insist that Snake's not nearly as productive without him, but that probably isn't true; just another bitter afterthought for him to chew on.