Don’t plan on straying too far, just wanted to give Rufus his presents really, that and pick up something to drink.

[When it seems like Tseng’s feet aren’t going anywhere he pulls the other’s shoes and socks off quickly, not waiting for an argument. Taking the other Turk’s foot in hand he rubs it idly, his way of thanking Tseng for watching over him without actually saying it.]

[Nonchalntly looks at the screen as if everything is quite normal.]

Anything interesting…oooh…has the Prez pulled his gun yet?