Heiji nodded; he'd seen how Jake looked earlier. Heiji listened to Hershel speak for a little while, slowly looking more and more unhappy. His shoulders tensed visibly until he struck the surface of the table with the bottom of one fist.

It was one thing to go after him and tear gas Jake. What he was most unhappy about, though, was seeing Snake like that -- pale with pain, unable to properly use his remaining arm while Heiji couldn't even speak to him and reassure him.

And who knew what was going to happen to Hershel?