"Of course you won't. I won't allow it." As if it was as simple as that. He knew it wasn't- he hadn't been able to stop Tseng nearly dying before but he's decided that he will ensure Sephiroth won't take any more of his Turks. He leans his head back as Tseng rinses the soap from his hair."You're the one with the scar."

He's quiet as Tseng works, pulling apart Tseng's words bit by bit in his mind. It would have been easy enough to let it go, bestow his forgiveness, and let himself be distracted with what the kiss to his shoulder promised. While he trusted Tseng, he also wanted answers. He wouldn't himself be distracted just yet. "How do you know Sephiroth will be indisposed?" Though it really wasn't a question. He knew Tseng well enough that he already knew the answer but he wanted to hear it from Tseng directly.

He couldn't be surprised that Tseng went after him- Reno was one of his own and Rufus felt a similar desire to hurt Sephiroth however he could no matter the risk to himself. He turns to fully face Tseng, eyes narrowed. "Tell me what you did."