[Otacon didn't speak for a long few minutes, contemplating this. He was absolutely sure Heather would be disgusted with him--who wouldn't be? He definitely hated himself enough for it.]

[Then again...he was tired of keeping secrets. He wanted to be able to trust someone, whether she hated him or not.]

It...was my stepmother. [Otacon sat up, pulling his knees to his chest and resting his head on his arms.] We had an affair. She seduced me, I didn't want--

[His voice cracked and he trailed off.]

...when my father found out, he drowned himself. Tried to take Emma with him.

[Otacon ran a pale and shaking hand through graying hair, looking sick.]

...if you never wanted to talk to me again, I'd understand. I'm amazed Snake didn't just turn around and walk off the second I admitted to it.