Snake stared at the descending nozzle of the hairspray can, not wanting to give Big Boss the satisfaction of seeing him close his eyes. He had no doubt at all that he'd survive this. Somehow.
Damn -
But the agony never came. He jerked his head just in time to see -
"Fox!" he gasped, not entirely sure what he was seeing. He knew Fox would always choose Big Boss's ideals over his, and he held him no resentment - but here he was, going against Big Boss's will to save Snake's life. Dazed, he wondered if Fox had done the same thing, in Zanzibar, and felt a sudden surge of sickness at the thought. That feeling he'd held then was too pure to be a lie.
Then, he heard Otacon, begging his name, as if Big Boss wasn't right here in front of him, and he yelled, uselessly, "Otacon!", before his crushed throat clenched, and he broke into a fit of hopeless coughing.
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Damn -
But the agony never came. He jerked his head just in time to see -
"Fox!" he gasped, not entirely sure what he was seeing. He knew Fox would always choose Big Boss's ideals over his, and he held him no resentment - but here he was, going against Big Boss's will to save Snake's life. Dazed, he wondered if Fox had done the same thing, in Zanzibar, and felt a sudden surge of sickness at the thought. That feeling he'd held then was too pure to be a lie.
Then, he heard Otacon, begging his name, as if Big Boss wasn't right here in front of him, and he yelled, uselessly, "Otacon!", before his crushed throat clenched, and he broke into a fit of hopeless coughing.