[ Snake doesn't particularly care if Tony forgot until this moment, seeing how he jumps right to it. His explanation, and the casual way in which he delivers it, earns a nod and a reply that's equally casual. ] Generally a good thing. [ What kind of shape would the ship be in if there weren't some engineers among the crew, he wonders.
When asked about the pack he brought, Snake slides it off his shoulder and unzips it, pulling out one of the blasters to hand over. It's not quite like a gun, but it's similar enough that it's made out of some kind of metal. ]
There's two more in there just like it. [ He lets the pack fall to the ground for Tony to take if he wants it, then goes about yanking off his uniform top. He's wearing a tank top undershirt beneath it, but the lack of sleeves means his glass arm is exposed. He pulls off his left glove too, letting both that and his shirt fall to the floor.
After a slight pause of hesitation, Snake extends his arm toward Tony. ] Fondle away.
[action]
When asked about the pack he brought, Snake slides it off his shoulder and unzips it, pulling out one of the blasters to hand over. It's not quite like a gun, but it's similar enough that it's made out of some kind of metal. ]
There's two more in there just like it. [ He lets the pack fall to the ground for Tony to take if he wants it, then goes about yanking off his uniform top. He's wearing a tank top undershirt beneath it, but the lack of sleeves means his glass arm is exposed. He pulls off his left glove too, letting both that and his shirt fall to the floor.
After a slight pause of hesitation, Snake extends his arm toward Tony. ] Fondle away.