[He lowers the cannoli and reaches up to rub at one of the stab wounds, now just vaguely sore instead of disabling. It's hard to be upset with the other Big Boss about it... not with his long-standing faith in the man.]
[Ocelot considers himself dispensable to Big Boss's whims.]
Hm... are there drinks here? A dinner in a place like this could use some wine.
[Feeling sobered in mood, he watches Big Boss again, observing his movements.]
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[He lowers the cannoli and reaches up to rub at one of the stab wounds, now just vaguely sore instead of disabling. It's hard to be upset with the other Big Boss about it... not with his long-standing faith in the man.]
[Ocelot considers himself dispensable to Big Boss's whims.]
Hm... are there drinks here? A dinner in a place like this could use some wine.
[Feeling sobered in mood, he watches Big Boss again, observing his movements.]