Reno, unlike his fellow Turk Cissnei, was without any pomp or circumstance once Zack arrived. He chuckled at the girl's attempt at formality, shaking it off and lunging forward to carefully clap the man in a playful and grateful hug.
"Good to see you, man. And don't you know? Mud's the latest fashion. All the rage with the ladies. Right Ciss?" He winked at the woman at his side, then nodded to the tree.
"We're hoping, despite what Cissnei's said, that calling you out here is going to just be a nice, happy reunion of sorts. But since that behemoth showed up..." He trailed off, figuring Zack could figure out that it was better safe than sorry in this case. "Be prepared for anything. Make sure your equipment's up to snuff - we want to come out of this hellhole alive and laughing about it." He cast Zack a bit of a grin, arching a brow in question.
"Between two Turks and a 1st Class SOLDIER, I think we can whoop a little ass, right?"
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"Good to see you, man. And don't you know? Mud's the latest fashion. All the rage with the ladies. Right Ciss?" He winked at the woman at his side, then nodded to the tree.
"We're hoping, despite what Cissnei's said, that calling you out here is going to just be a nice, happy reunion of sorts. But since that behemoth showed up..." He trailed off, figuring Zack could figure out that it was better safe than sorry in this case. "Be prepared for anything. Make sure your equipment's up to snuff - we want to come out of this hellhole alive and laughing about it." He cast Zack a bit of a grin, arching a brow in question.
"Between two Turks and a 1st Class SOLDIER, I think we can whoop a little ass, right?"
Famous last words, Reno? He hoped not.