"That's our Tseng," Reno sighed. "Hypocrite to the core, yo. Though I don't think he's usually very pleased with me gettin' other people involved in Turk business, neither. An' your old man ain't got nothin' to worry about, yo. I take care of my rookies."

He smiled lopsidedly, giving his toes a wiggle as he leaned back farther into his seat. "I wonder how much of Sector Eight's still left, in Midgar. Still ain't gotten a chance to poke around the whole place, yo."