Walking back into the hallways, Monsoon was silently thinking. He caught a glimpse of the dogtag. Liquid Snake. It was probably the reason for her skills. Inheritance, but still, it couldn't have been just fate or an odd coincidence. Hearing an opening of a door, the cyborg hid himself in the shadows.

Larissa closed the cabin door behind her, and made her way through the down lit hallways, turning right into ladies showeroom.

She stared herself in the mirror, the many thoughts that revolved her mind began to overwhelm the young adult. She placed her head into her palms, deeply sighing again. "What if I end up like mother...? This isn't nature..."

He needed to find out if she is the descendant of Liquid Snake. It would only clear his mind of all his thoughts that interrupted his daily routine. He followed her silently in the shadows until she reached the bathing area. He wasn't fazed as she started to strip down, but to keep his hidden composure, he watched. The water was turned on, masking his footsteps as he took a step forward. There were many ways to approach this. He could always leave, just question her, or just grab her from behind, look at the dogtag and leave without any explanation. The last seemed the better of the choices...

After having a nice, hot shower, a bare Larissa walked to the basin to retrieve her towel, wrapping it tightly around her exposed areas. The dogtags around her neck... She used a finger or two and traced them over the fine metal... His name. She could feel it... "Liquid Snake..."

Her eyes trailed up at the large mirror, spotting the tip of a red object in the distance.

She immediately reacted and twisted herself around.

"Who's there!?" Her voice echoed in the empty showeroom. She swore she saw something.

Or even someone familiar.

Monsoon heard her whisper. Even thought she spoke his name, it wasn't proof enough. He can see her gaze within the reflection of the mirror, making him act quickly.

"Who's there?!" From the dark shadows, Monsoon slowly revealed himself. It was scary how silent he was as he strode right in front of her. Nothing came out of his mouth as he reached out. His fingers traced her clavicle and downward until he pulled out the dogtag from beneath the crevice of the towel wrapped around her. "Liquid Snake..."

"You...!?"

Monsoon's cold metal suit touched her bare skin which made her flinch. Her eyes widened, watching the cyborg trace his fingers lower down her body until he grabbed the dogtags. "Liquid Snake." He said. The girl's one and only father. "Yes? What of him?"

The curiosity, almost fear in Larissa's eyes as this Desperado captain had complete control of whatever she could do... She felt helpless for a moment.

She was so helpless, like a frightened little lamb. He could do anything to her right now and she wouldn't do anything about it.

"Yes? What of him?" Her voice wavered as she spoke, making the cyborg smirk. These are the kind of games he liked. He was still quiet, letting his finger travel up her collar bone and up the curve of her neck before taking a step back with a quiet chuckle.

"Don't let daddy down" he smirked before walking back into the shadows and out of the bathroom.

Larissa stared as Monsoon disappeared, maybe things were just getting to her. Perhaps that all didn't even happen. She rubbed her eyes, picking up her dirty clothes and returning into the halls.

Monsoon kept his distance. He assumed that he would be halfway down the hallway by the time she entered it, giving them enough space where he can see her, but almost slightly in the dark.

"Monsoon!" She called.

He didn't stop moving when his name was called.

"...Thanks." Larissa whisper echoed down the long corridor.

The cyborg didn't answer but only returned to his room to get some sleep.

Larissa sighed before re-entering her cabin.

"I got you some warm milk." Camellia said as Larissa gloomily walked in. Passing her friend the hot cup, the doctor tilted her head. "What were shouting about in the halls? I heard it from inside here." Camellia asked as she hung up her lab coat and crawled under the covers. "And how are you feeling by the way? Better I hope. You do look a lot better than earlier."

"I ran into him... I ran into Monsoon again... In the shower room..."

"W-What?" In the bathing area? The doctor shouted. Her mind started to make up situations for what could of happened, but Camellia's cheeks flushed.

"Well...what happened in there? You have to tell me now now that you brought it up!" Camellia said, her eyes gleaming with interested as she nuzzled the blanket against her face.

Larissa went through and explained the whole scene in the showeroom between herself and Monsoon.

"You see... Liquid Snake is my father-... Was." The girl shrugged, looking away. "Still, it doesn't explain why Monsoon wants to know so much about it... To have the wits and follow me into the bathrooms..."

She shook her head, looking back to her friend.

"Now," she began to say, "If I tell you this next thought boggling my mind, you cannot tell any other personnel in this entire building." Larissa's face was serious as were her words.

"Patient confidentiality. Its a doctor's oath to not reveal anything about my patients" Camellia smiled. "Now spill the beans~"

"Well... To be honest... I kinda... Enjoyed Monsoon's touch back there. And I'm not sure... But, I think... I say, I think... I might /like/ him."

"Monsoon?!" Noticing how loud her whelp was, the doctor quieted down before nodding her head wildly. "Don't worry, I'll keep it secret. Don't worry." Seeing Larissa so happy made the curly haired brunette smile. This was practically her first. Finally, something other than her Portuguese soap operas brought a real smile to her face.

"Say, Camellia... You've been here about a week now you said... Any likings for anyone, yet? I've told you mine..."

"W-What?" The Portuguese/Sicilian's face turned a bright red before looking away. Her arms were folded against her chest as her lips twisted themselves in a pout.

"Well...if you must know...I kinda like Sam?" Her wavering voice made it sound more like a question than anything. Taking a deep breath, she blinked her blue eyes. "I like Sam" she stated before pointing a finger at her friend. "Don't you dare tell anyone, alright? I mean look at me? Why am I thinking like this? I'm a doctor for crying out loud. A nerd of science! As if my large glasses didn't tip it off!"

"Sam? The one in the training room?" Larissa exclaimed in sheer surprise.

"Y-Yeah!"

"Oh, thats nice." Their gossiping got softer before they collapse their head on the pillows. What time was it? Leaning over the night stand to get her table, she sighed.

"Its like one and I need to wake up at five. I defiantly think we should get some sleep. Good night, Larissa."