[Rufus lets Tseng practically dress him without protest, lifting an arm when Tseng moves him, standing still when Tseng zippers him up. He grins as Tseng wipes his lips and a shudder goes through him as Tseng tastes his blood.
Alright, focus.
He takes the helmet from Tseng and puts it on.]
Of course.
[He grabs the rifle before going to hold the door open for Tseng. He's sure that Tseng won't let Seifer off so easily but he hopes that he's able to at least enjoy the show while he can.]
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Alright, focus.
He takes the helmet from Tseng and puts it on.]
Of course.
[He grabs the rifle before going to hold the door open for Tseng. He's sure that Tseng won't let Seifer off so easily but he hopes that he's able to at least enjoy the show while he can.]