[Nods again, putting a bit of milk in his own before coming back to sit, handing the black coffee off to Snake.] Guess some things don't change, huh?

[He takes a sip, waiting a moment before before speaking.]
...I understand. I worry, too. About Snake and everyone, back at home....
I miss them, but I can't just forget them. I wouldn't want to. Even if remembering is painful. What's the point of having hope if you can't know what it is you're hoping for?