"Not really that. More like-" he interjected himself to think about how he wanted to address her question. "-completely different ends of the spectrum."

Worldly in her own sense of the word, he guessed. She probably had never seen a war. Had probably never watched anyone die. Had probably never dealt with anything close to the Patriots or the kinds of things Snake had seen. But those kinds of stories weren't really for girls not from war.

Perhaps he was underestimating her, however.

"So you travel a lot," he observed. "And it sounds like you don't visit home often." Leaning over, he tried to get a better look at her, "What keeps you here, then?"