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[all it appears to be is an Otacon sitting on the floor, building something. He's obviously in the beginning stages, as it looks like a mess of wires and- a string of curses filled the air as he screwed something too tight only to watch it snap. A dark chuckle followed as he lowered his head, looking at the screwdriver]

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I'm in no mood to do such a thing.

... [somehow that's worse than Liquid actually wanting to injure him. Like he's not even worth the punishment] I wonder... if this how the other feels.

...

[Not like Liquid would know anything about Otacon. Noooo, not at all.]

I hadn't... I wanted to do something for you. To- bring you joy.

That was not the right way to go about it.

... so you keep saying.

Would you prefer I shoot you?

Eye for an eye.

Why should I bother? I'll just wait the three days for him to come back.

...

...?

So in the end, even that is useless.

...Ultimately, yes.

... then what am I supposed to do?

You act as if I know.

Damn it, Sir, I made your goals my reasons. I don't know what to do otherwise!

Don't act as if you're the only one without a purpose in this damn building.

Give me a purpose.

How exactly do you expect me to do that without one of my own?

... command me. Please. I can't- "Violence without reason is inelegant and worthless." You said that once.

[Liquid couldn't quite argue with that. Didn't mean he wouldn't try.]

...I've got no commands to give, imbecile.

Anything. I don't want my actions to be worthless.

Fine. Quit building whatever you're building, stop acting like a soldier, and stop seeming like you're all but bloody stalking me.

... [just... starts laughing]

[...That was actually quite creepy. Not that Liquid would admit it.]