Rufus feels Tseng pull out of him but he also feels the hand on his chest so he knows Tseng hasn't gone far. Everything feels warm as the materia closed the wounds and he feels like he's drifting in a haze. He reaches down to touch the freshly healed cuts on his chest, feeling the raised scar tissue. He's not sure what Tseng carved into his skin yet but he smiles, pleased.

He doesn't ask if Tseng has come just yet, he knew that they had to stop the bleeding before he bled out. He reaches out to touch Tseng's face with blood-stained hands as Tseng brushes back his hair, giving him a pleased smile. The worst of the pain had faded as the cuts were healed but the new scar on his chest was tender.

"Maybe I should rinse off first." He's not sure how they are going to replace the mattress and sheets so he can sleep in his bed tonight but he assumes Tseng can handle the logistics. "You can come on me if you want, Tseng."