[ Now would you look at that. Good for Reno. Tseng flips open one of the pockets on his vest and tosses Reno a pair of binoculars to help him with that. He still shakes his head in the aftermath, as if to say didn't bring a pair of your own? But still. We stan a note-taking king. ]

They do. Same uniforms on both sides, even though I get the impression they're not friendlies.

[ For now, it seems, a tentative truce has been called between the two. But Tseng knows a powderkeg when he sees one; he can sense the conflict in the air from here.

He fixes Reno with another grin. ]

Just let me know where you want me, director.