[Replacing the ammunition, he eventually gains access to the hallway, turning around and firing off another round at Solidus, before reaching behind him, a hand gripping his stun knife, ready. If he has to, he'll allow one of those snake arms to bring him in close... If he has to die, he'll go all out. He finds himself choking out words now, hating the silence.]

Solidus!

It's so easy for you to say "put it in the past"... So easy, but... How could you put us through that!? Liquid and I... It never had to be that way, why did you start it?! What was the purpose of it all!? Why'd you arrange Shadow Moses?! Or will you hide that from me, too!!?

[His throat feels like it's going to seize up. He knows he'll start coughing before the end of this fight, probably even have another nano attack. All he could think about was drinking with this man, tackling him, wrestling with him... The man saw him naked and vulnerable and took care of him despite this. So then why were they fighting now? ... Pride. And trust. These two things, broken, or on the verge of it, was apparently more important than the love of two brothers. It was worth killing the other over to maintain. It made no sense, and yet this was what was being carried out.]