[ of course that's the first thing he asks. amateur. not that Ocelot had been much better when he'd first heard about the incident, but this guy doesn't need to know that.
as Miller lets his facade, drop, Ocelot keeps his expression even, eyes betraying nothing. years ago, he would've snapped right back at him, asked him what right he had to demand any of this. what the hell did he even know about John to begin with. hell, maybe a part of him still does want to say something.
but Ocelot isn't going to reveal his hand just yet. a faint smile passes over his lips, and he gestures his gloved hand, yet again. ]
He's safe. That's all you, or anyone else needs to know.
[ and yes, a part of him shared Miller's disdain (how the hell could anyone like this whole damn situation), though he sure as hell wasn't going to say that.
besides, it was his damn fault. him and Zero both. an exeprienced intelligence agent might've picked up on the warning signs.
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not that Ocelot had been much better when he'd first heard about the incident, but this guy doesn't need to know that.as Miller lets his facade, drop, Ocelot keeps his expression even, eyes betraying nothing. years ago, he would've snapped right back at him, asked him what right he had to demand any of this. what the hell did he even know about John to begin with. hell, maybe a part of him still does want to say something.
but Ocelot isn't going to reveal his hand just yet. a faint smile passes over his lips, and he gestures his gloved hand, yet again. ]
He's safe. That's all you, or anyone else needs to know.
[ and yes, a part of him shared Miller's disdain (how the hell could anyone like this whole damn situation), though he sure as hell wasn't going to say that.
besides, it was his damn fault. him and Zero both. an exeprienced intelligence agent might've picked up on the warning signs.
if only he'd been there...]