It was nice that he was already awake. Snake was fairly sure that if he hadn't been, it would have been difficult to stop himself from letting out a few not-so-nice curses in response to the knock on the door.

The Boss wouldn't have stood for that, and he would have gotten beaten pretty badly for it. Or maybe not. Maybe they were beyond that level of their relationship. He was hardly her equal now, but not as much of a student, either. Or maybe he was just hoping.

He wasn't going to say no to breakfast, though. (Not that she'd let him.) Sighing, Snake stood from his bed, feeling awkward in his new uniform. He wasn't quite sure why he'd decided to put it on (certainly not to please Krauss), but he was curious what his mentor's reaction to it would be.

Pacing over to the door, he opened it.