Snake stared at his glass. I got a hold of some of my military records. Got to read about the shit I was exposed to during the war.

Snake paused and took a drink before looking up at her. The hurt was in his expression again. I probably can't ever have kids. Bunch of the shit I got exposed to fucks a man up at half the dose I would've got.

It was out and Snake sighed heavily. Something about him didn't look so strong or confident.