As Rude spoke, Reno looked at him incredulously. How had Rude hurt him? He was the one who'd made a completely wrong call and snapped at the worst time possible. "Rude, no." His voice came out sterner than he wanted it to but at least Rude would understand he was saying something entirely wrong. His eyes stayed on that hand gripping his arm, his own hand settling on it as he finally looked up at his partner.

"You didn't hurt me. It wasn't even you. I was the one who fucked up. It's this god damn world. I can't keep calm here. Everything is so damn weird all the time..." Shaking his head, Reno moved to stand, pacing the room to try to cool his head a little. This was more intense than he'd wanted it to be.

Eying the explosives Rude had been making on the table, the redhead shoved his hands in his pockets as he paced. "I'm a total loser. After that copy attacked me, and the copy of Tseng, I just... I think my brain took a vacation and it wasn't exactly all there to begin with. Shit..."

Sighing heavily, the redhead moved to sit on the floor in front of Rude, resting his arm on the older man's leg and his chin atop that, just looking up at the bigger man. "You should be getting angry with me. You have the right. Hell, you shoulda beat me to a pulp for even thinking you would." Closing his eyes briefly, Reno's free hand rubbed affectionately against the inside of Rude's thigh. "I just..." and here was the sappy part, "I care so much about you that I lost all sense when I thought you'd done that... I'm sorry, Rude."