[twenty-second bullet] private for Otacon

In the month that Otacon had been back from their world again, five years older and thirty years more jaded, Liquid had been wondering what had gone on during that time that had changed the engineer so much.  He had gotten bits and pieces of the story, vague things that Hal had decided to tell him, but most of it remained a mystery.  Most of it was something that Hal refused to tell him about.

( In which there are issues everywhere. )