"You should be sleeping." Direct? Rude? Pfft. You had to be when dealing with Reno more often than not. If left to his own devices, Reno would probably sooner collapse for not taking care of himself. Rude noticed his exhausted over the phone. Like it or not, Reno was going to get some sleep.

"Don't make me sic the cat on you," he added, seating himself at the edge of the bed, and facing the feline in question toward Reno as if to warn him that he meant business. In all seriousness, though, he'd snatch the book away if he had to. Reno should have known that he really didn't have a choice in the matter when Rude got this adamant about something.