"Ha! That bastard has given me more scars since I got him than I've had my entire life." Reno pushed himself from the chair, glad that Rude was cool with the cat being around, and flopped himself onto the bed, rolling over to the side furthest away from the door. Rummaging under the pillow, Reno pulled out a book. Yes, a book. He can read, contrary to popular belief.

Flipping it open, at the page he'd left off at, Reno yawned a little. "Make yourself at home, partner. Puss ain't going nowhere and Tseng is probably out doing stuff for the President."