[ isn't that just the way with some self-righteous types? always driving straight ahead and never looking at the bigger picture.

either way, it suits Ocelot just fine. helps him better understand who she is, what makes her tick. if the day ever comes that he's in this position... well, he'll be ready.

but for now, he can't help but look at the other man with a hint of amusement in his eyes. he supposes he'd probably give him a good fight if he really wanted, maybe even take him down.

(but he still wouldn't be the best) ]

I'll take a wild guess and say you haven't had any luck in tracking down the guy.

[ not that Ocelot had either. he really was curious as to how he managed to avoid trouble when others hadn't been so lucky. ]

Vanished without a trace. Almost like he has friends in high places.

[ or low places.

and it would seem he is going to continue to have this conversation like this is perfectly normal and no one's in any danger of being arrested. ]