A series of unidentifiable emotions once again flickered rapidly across the visor of his suit, and his eyes hardened infinitesimally behind them.

He was silent, always were, no one knows what he's thinking; always observing. The ninja's silence stilled with a tranquility that didn't match the sudden chill in the atmosphere.

Snake Eyes can't speak— never wishes to, the vow he made to his master always stands, but he's listening. He always does.