Reno nodded repeatedly at Rude's serious world but his joke knocked the redhead off balance for a moment and he snorted slightly, shaking his head. "Aw, but Rude, you know I love blowing things up." Beaming at his friend, Reno headed off along the streets. It was true that there wasn't much he wouldn't do, especially if it came to keeping Rude safe. There was nothing that would stop him from doing that. Rude was his number one priority because, when you're a Turk, your partner is all you've got.

"So, we should get a cheap room. Maybe a double. Then we get ourselves some supplies and... see about trying to figure out just what the Hell we do next?" He would only make suggestions. Rude was better at tactical decisions. He was just sly and knew how to get out of the tight spots he landed himself in. Chocobo related incidents excluded, of course.