Rude's words... they didn't help. Reno knew Rude knew that as well, which made things worse. Shifting onto his side, Reno turned his back to Rude, pulling the blankets up to his jaw, shuddering beneath them slightly. This just wasn't right. They were going to just go to sleep? In a world where they weren't sure whether they'd be alive by morning. Not that Treno had a morning. Not that they knew that. Sighing softly, Reno took the elastic hairtie from his damp hair and wrapped it around his wrist.

"This is just... it's not right." Rude knew that. Of course he did. It just felt like the words needed saying. Reno closed his eyes for only a second before he scrambled over to face Rude, trying to hide the look of worry that creased his brow. "We'll go check out Midgar tomorrow... and then see about finding some source of income after that. Even if we're the only Turks here... we're still Turks." A faint smile came and he shifted his arm to rest his head on it, peering at Rude over it through the dark.

"If you're with me, partner, we can do anything. We can survive in this new world."