[ For a moment, Tseng is quiet. He is contemplating the blood on Rufus's lips, gone still and dark with an icy anger. But this also is not the time. Whatever he needs to do for Rufus, he is going to get it done.
He nods. ]
As you wish.
[ There is a logistical issue. Rufus needs to be moved out. He also wants to move Seifer. Now that he's gotten a better look at their enemy, he almost wonders...
But regardless of who he is or who he might be, having someone to coerce into a little more information might be useful. He just needs a plan. ]
Sir.
[ Rufus, he notes, has clear skin, free of any sickness. No sores to be seen. Which means he's at least not going to collapse, probably. Which means that he might be instrumental in pulling this off. ]
no subject
He nods. ]
As you wish.
[ There is a logistical issue. Rufus needs to be moved out. He also wants to move Seifer. Now that he's gotten a better look at their enemy, he almost wonders...
But regardless of who he is or who he might be, having someone to coerce into a little more information might be useful. He just needs a plan. ]
Sir.
[ Rufus, he notes, has clear skin, free of any sickness. No sores to be seen. Which means he's at least not going to collapse, probably. Which means that he might be instrumental in pulling this off. ]
How would you feel about going covert with me?