Expendable.

[ Tseng agrees. However important Seifer thinks he is, however important he believes he is to the cause that he serves, he's little more than cannon fodder. Tseng himself has seen it a thousand times. It is one of the foundational tenets of the SOLDIER program, after all—a siren song of glory and renown that quickly crumbles away once their use to the company has been thoroughly expended.

He wonders if that puts himself and Rufus on par with Heidegger. Another look at Rufus and he cannot think anything of the sort. What they are, it is as solid as it is unique. ]

When he has been properly rebuked for his misconduct, perhaps we will see about redirecting his passions. Had it not been for the serum and a false sense of security, I believe your extraction would have been a sight more difficult.

[ Which. You know what. He's not going to be pissed about the fact that he had to come here alone. He'll let the glacial rage in his eyes simmer, breathe out the fog of frustration and disappointment. ]

We can utilize that difficulty.