[Rufus looks back at Tseng at that comment, watching him carefully. The Tseng who had been here was a Tseng who was younger and hadn't endured everything they had been through the last two years.
But now- he saw a look from him that he hadn't seen in years. Not since before he reached a point where he couldn't hide his illness from Tseng. He had been living each moment as if it were the last for the last two years because there was a very real possibility that could be the case. Every cough, every time he threw up black bile, every seizure- he had held onto each second.
Looking at Tseng, he saw unspoken possibilities between the two of them.]
No one will be coming to rescue him.
[After all of Seifer's bravado and boasting, it was rather pathetic and actually sad but Rufus didn't pity him.]
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But now- he saw a look from him that he hadn't seen in years. Not since before he reached a point where he couldn't hide his illness from Tseng. He had been living each moment as if it were the last for the last two years because there was a very real possibility that could be the case. Every cough, every time he threw up black bile, every seizure- he had held onto each second.
Looking at Tseng, he saw unspoken possibilities between the two of them.]
No one will be coming to rescue him.
[After all of Seifer's bravado and boasting, it was rather pathetic and actually sad but Rufus didn't pity him.]