Look at this scar. This is proof that I was once a mother. I gave up my body and my child for my country. There is nothing left inside me now. Nothing at all. No hatred, not even regret. And yet sometimes at night I can still feel the pain creeping up inside me.
Jack… or should I say Snake… you’re a wonderful man. Kill me. Kill me now. There’s only room for one snake and one boss.
