[Kaz turns around in the sand, the front of his clothes wet and caked with sand from his efforts. But the look over his shoulder only resorts in confusion.]
[Blond hair. Big Boss's face. Scales.]
[Kaz's brows twist up in confusion over his ever-present sunglasses. Even with the clones, Zero's antics. God, did Zero get so desperate he went some sort of chimera route? Who the hell knew. He didn't even know what beach he was on.]
[But he was dragging himself away from it, to the best of his ability.]
What are you?
[That's not an answer to the question, but the only response he can properly formulate. Of course he's lost. Of course he's not alright.]
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[Blond hair. Big Boss's face. Scales.]
[Kaz's brows twist up in confusion over his ever-present sunglasses. Even with the clones, Zero's antics. God, did Zero get so desperate he went some sort of chimera route? Who the hell knew. He didn't even know what beach he was on.]
[But he was dragging himself away from it, to the best of his ability.]
What are you?
[That's not an answer to the question, but the only response he can properly formulate. Of course he's lost. Of course he's not alright.]