"Huh. Not surprised she's into you. You have that way of, yanno, pulling people into your orbit." Kaz scrolls past Quiet's file and lands on future Miller's, but only for a split second. He flips through a few more entries -- trying to look nonchalant -- then switches off the iDroid and hands it back to Snake.

"And, well ... some ladies dig a man with scars."

He stops and turns towards the cans, 20 yards away by now. At this distance, any branding on them is now just a blur of color. He unsnaps the strap on his holster and draws his pistol. "Ready to get shooting, Boss?"