[Takes in breaths, choking back what almost sound like sobs. He tilts his head back, looking at his brother, mouth slightly agape as he pants. It's too much. He feels like he's sitting in a tub of blood, though there's dirt and some urine being cleaned off, the amounts of blood are nowhere near as many as he's imagining. He shuts his eyes tightly, grabbing roughly onto Solidus, unable to take anymore.]
Nnghrh...ghh...! [Even though this wasn't torture... Snake's body had been trained well. He never gain into torture, he wouldn't give into pain. He wouldn't say "stop", no matter how much he wished he could. Perhaps that was his weakness.]
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Nnghrh...ghh...! [Even though this wasn't torture... Snake's body had been trained well. He never gain into torture, he wouldn't give into pain. He wouldn't say "stop", no matter how much he wished he could. Perhaps that was his weakness.]