Reno tossed his bag down and pulled his jacket off, hooking it over the chair. "That's true. About the displacement thing. When Rude and me got here, everything was like... layered in dust and people were freaked out about the world shifting or something." Unbuttoning his shirt, Reno wrinkled his nose at how Tseng never missed a damn thing. Sure, it was good for the job but it made getting things by him a lot more difficult. He wasn't so sure he and Rude would be able to have any secrets.

"I took like... four or something? Rude kept an eye on me." He wouldn't mention the one-armed pushups or the fact that Rude had got him off the floor by using his hair.

Once his shirt was off, Reno looked down at his torso. The bandages were wound tightly and, more than anything, they were there to hold things in place, rather than cover any cuts. There were still a few bumps and scrapes in place but none as bad as those fractured and bruised ribs. What looked the worst under the bandages was the bruising on the surface.

Beginning to unwrap the bandages, his quirked an eyebrow slightly. "There ain't much from our world here. Still, Lindblum and Dollet are pretty tech savvy and I heard there's a place called Goug or something that's good. Midgar's just... not far from here and it's a wreck. Plants and trees everywhere, mossy all over... the moogles have took over there."