The banter was nice. They were still Reno and Rude, no matter where they were; still partners, still best friends. "Yours is just around so I have something to grab when I have to save your ass." Making a slight face at the cloud of dust, Rude stood up and examined the bed. "Looks like they just cleaned out here to try and make a good impression. The water should help with the dust, you know."

Turning to look at Reno as he spoke, still working on memorizing the map even during the conversation, Rude nodded slightly. "I don't think I could, either. This world... we'll have to be careful." Shifting, he frowned slightly. Reno had spoken with Zack; other familiar faces were bound to be around. Rude just hoped none of them were looking for a fight, at least with them. It was hard to say whether or not the thought had occurred to Reno, but he didn't want to bring it up. The idea of a pissed off Sephiroth or anyone the Turks had taken care of in the past coming after them here, in a strange world, was not a pleasant one.