When Reno was sure it was safe, he stood, pressing a finger to his own lips to make sure Rude was quiet. Yeah. Right. Making sure Rude was quiet. The idea itself was just asinine but Reno had to be sure. Now stood, Reno crept down the alleyway with considerable stealth, poking his head out to look for the authorities. They were right off in the distance now, looking for them quite far away. The rain had been an ally, then, and not an enemy.

"We're good; they're all the way up there. We lost 'em," he muttered. Giving Rude a thumbs up, he strode back to him, a big grin on his face as he did. Except... then he noticed the wound. "Ah! Are you alright?" If it was deep, Reno would have to dig a Potion out of one of his many pockets.