Rude clears his throat again, this time straightening up his posture and reaching for a tie to fix that isn't there. He knows how much Tseng hates to repeat himself, and how lucky he was that he didn't feel like asserting his power then and there. He'll keep any further commentary on the mission to himself and do what's requested of him. As usual.

"I understand." The least he can do is prepare properly and try not to get ahead of himself. And then here comes Tseng to make life more difficult. Rude grunts at the push, but doesn't complain since he doesn't want to upset the man any further. Although it is getting a bit more tricky to breathe, more likely due to Tseng not easing up at all than the thin air.

Rude twists away from him to escape the assisted stretch and hops up and down a couple of times to show that he's all limbered up and ready to go. Or a cry for "no more help for the love of god". It was free to interpretation. What wasn't up for any discussion is the look in Tseng's eyes. Rude doesn't know what he has planned, but he can't get out of it, so the only way is through.

Maybe he'll get a hint? Rude begins to jog down the path, glancing over to Tseng beside him. "Why would I pass out?"