Reno tensed up just slightly when his foot was grabbed because, well, Rude was as much a loose cannon as he was really, but Reno was more obvious about it. However, when his fingers started pressing at pressure points and massaging the aches away, Reno practically melted into the couch with a sound that was quite obviously a moan.

Rude was always good with his hands, and this was just one thing on the long list that was just a little bit more personal than professional. Purring almost as obviously as the cat that currently occupied a chair, hidden under a pillow, he smiled lazily at his partner. "Rich boys can't put up with livin' rough. We'll find a better place, once we've got the footing to do it."

Stretching just a little, Reno languidly slid his goggles off as he ran his fingers through red hair, tossing them on the coffee table. "You're way too good with those hands, partner."