... What a lovely bunch of miscreants and misfits they were all turning out to be, eh?
"... Well gee, Otacon... I didn't know you had it in you!" Heather croaked after a moment, offering him a crooked smile.
Yeah, Heather still liked him, too. Because she'd known him a little too long and a little too well by this point to think that he'd even begun to commit the kinds of crimes that would put him under siege from the FBI.
She held up her bandaged fist so that he could bump it.
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Environmental terrorists.
... What a lovely bunch of miscreants and misfits they were all turning out to be, eh?
"... Well gee, Otacon... I didn't know you had it in you!" Heather croaked after a moment, offering him a crooked smile.
Yeah, Heather still liked him, too. Because she'd known him a little too long and a little too well by this point to think that he'd even begun to commit the kinds of crimes that would put him under siege from the FBI.
She held up her bandaged fist so that he could bump it.
It's cool, Otacon. We're still cool.