[ Again, Tseng is considering the prospects silently. These cards have all but fallen into their lap—thanks in no small part to Rufus's refusal to stay penned like a prized pony. He'd been bitter about the president's escape and subsequent capture, but even he has to admit that it worked out for the best in the end.
For the best... Considering the president was harmed. Not badly, no, but that anyone laid a hand on him at all—
Tseng takes a deep breath. It will not do to let his professional and personal opinions clash in this instance. Before, it'd been easier. Shinra was hardly an entity anymore. The relationship between them was allowed to slip into something more familiar.
Here, Tseng is not so sure. ]
What you are saying...
[ Professional or not, Tseng does not miss the implication here. ]
... is that you would like to continue to be involved in this operation. Under a false name.
no subject
For the best... Considering the president was harmed. Not badly, no, but that anyone laid a hand on him at all—
Tseng takes a deep breath. It will not do to let his professional and personal opinions clash in this instance. Before, it'd been easier. Shinra was hardly an entity anymore. The relationship between them was allowed to slip into something more familiar.
Here, Tseng is not so sure. ]
What you are saying...
[ Professional or not, Tseng does not miss the implication here. ]
... is that you would like to continue to be involved in this operation. Under a false name.
[ Tseng spares another glance at him. ]
Sir.
[ Please don't do this to me. ]