The hand running down his spine made Fox slightly and noticeably tense. He wasn't often touched by others in such a manner, and it felt strange. Because it was Big Boss, Fox didn't pull away from it. He did turn his head so he could at least partially see Big Boss, though. It wasn't necessary, he could see him with the sense provided with the very implant they were discussing, but it was more reassuring to be able to see his face and expression.

"It gives me a form of radar. Everything in this room... I can see it, the outlines and shapes, the surfaces of the walls and chairs, but I can't distinguish detail, especially on people," Fox closed his eyes for a moment, instead concentrating on that ability.