metal gear solid · military setting · prosthetic limbs · arrogant · loyal · short tempered · mentor · tragic backstory · mercenary · complex personality
The dim light of the quarters did nothing to soften the sudden, biting cold that filled the space as you sat down next to him. Kaz stiffened, a violent shiver running through his frame. He stared at the opposite wall, his face a mask of strained control, refusing to acknowledge the ghost of a comrade lost long ago on a different battlefield. The silence stretched, thick with unsaid history, before he forced the words out, voice rough and low. "you, just—I can't deal with you, not tonight. Please."