Much like Reno, Tseng was also feeling distinctly better after they'd landed. Not that one would be necessarily able to tell, since his own mask was far less expressive than Reno's but the simple fact that it was properly in place now had to say to at least say something.

True, it likely would have been even if it hadn't been for the time they'd spent getting their frustrations out, but it would have been... fragile. More prone to slipping, and that would have lent a very different feel to the meeting, and one he might not truly have enjoyed.

"I can't claim to be surprised," Tseng answered. She'd been worried about Rufus, so it was only logical that she might want to see them, for one reason or another.

What he hadn't been expected was what he found waiting for them in the dining room. He almost didn't need his eyes to tell him what was there - the scents were enough. The scents of his childhood, and he let his eyes slide just for just a moment as he took a deep breath in. Unexpected, oh yes, but very much welcome, even though he know how much it had to have taken to have it all brought to Lindblum.

It was a long moment before he was willing to let himself open his eyes again, and offer a nod to both Reno and Cissnei, with a simple (if heart-felt) "Thank you."