No idea how they do it. They just sing a little froggy tune, and next thing you know, you're hoping someone brought a Maiden's Kiss.

[ He shrugged about it, following it up with a quick snort of a laugh at the accusations. Of course it was all play and banter, and at no point did he look bothered by the teasing. Still, the earnesty was cute, and he rolled his eyes at the way it warmed his chest--as if to cover it up with that and a lopsided, toothy grin.

He wouldn't press the matter right now--Nibelheim would provide would be much-needed time away from both Reno and Aerith to get his thoughts sorted out, so it could wait. ]

I'm gonna tell the girls you called 'em nasty. You better watch your back or you're gonna get mugged by a bunch of girls in bee suits, smartass.

[ He gave a light shove, then folded his arms over his chest, watching the others load up the cargo as they chattered. ]

He decided he wasn't gonna let a scientist die, and stood up to a pack of Avalanche's goons. Almost got Shotgun killed. Avalanche got away with the SOLDIER research, buuuut Shotgun and the scientist made it out alright.

He's gonna need some work if he wants a shot.