[Otacon had thought about what to do. Given it a lot of thought--this was an important decision. And he had finally come to a conclusion.
Liquid...needed him. Even if he didn't think he did. No one deserved to be alone, not even Liquid. And if Otacon had survived this long, then he was confident that traveling with Liquid wouldn't get him killed.]
[Here was Otacon, out of breath and with a shiny new Zephyrbadge pinned to the collar of his hakama.]
Liquid! [He called after the soldier, waving an arm with the newly evolved Asimov running alongside him.]
Liquid, wait!
[He caught up, pausing for a moment to catch his breath.]
I want-- [gasp gasp] --to come with you. Pl...[Gasp. Otacon was not built for running.]
[He'd heard the question just fine in between the gasps, but he didn't know exactly how he'd answer yet. He was buying himself a minute or two to think of what it would be.]
[Otacon took a moment or two to catch his breath. Meanwhile, the four foot tall yellow sheepgiraffe walked over and parked all one hundred thirty-five pounds on Liquid's foot, waiting for attention.]
I...I want to come with you. I'm your friend whether you like it or not, and...friends are supposed to stick together, y'know?
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Liquid...needed him. Even if he didn't think he did. No one deserved to be alone, not even Liquid. And if Otacon had survived this long, then he was confident that traveling with Liquid wouldn't get him killed.]
[Here was Otacon, out of breath and with a shiny new Zephyrbadge pinned to the collar of his hakama.]
Liquid! [He called after the soldier, waving an arm with the newly evolved Asimov running alongside him.]
Liquid, wait!
[He caught up, pausing for a moment to catch his breath.]
I want-- [gasp gasp] --to come with you. Pl...[Gasp. Otacon was not built for running.]
...please.
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[This man really needed to exercise a bit more.]
[He'd heard the question just fine in between the gasps, but he didn't know exactly how he'd answer yet. He was buying himself a minute or two to think of what it would be.]
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I...I want to come with you. I'm your friend whether you like it or not, and...friends are supposed to stick together, y'know?
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[Liquid didn't appear to notice the extra hundred and thirty pounds on his foot.]
Then why aren't you with Brother? He's more your friend than I am, isn't he?
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