He wanted our father's remains. [ "The man they were cloned after" would be the more accurate way to put that, but Snake's already opened enough cans of worms in this conversation. ]

And... it was a setup. I've spent a lot of my life being maneuvered into situations because of someone else's motives. [ Both his tone and his expression are as bitter as can be. ] But once I figured out what was going on, I guess I felt like it was my job to clean up the mess he made.