Forcing back the sudden urge to ask for details, Otacon focused instead on the idea that he'd be hiding for however long they'd be stuck here.

"I can handle myself, Snake. This isn't Shadow Moses, y'know." He would have brought up the Big Shell, but...well, this Snake hadn't gone through it yet.

"...A lot's happened since then. Since the tanker mission, even." Otacon wasn't half as afraid as he had once been, and a small but noticeable flame of determination burned in his eyes.