"I could see that in Tseng," Romeo said, nodding. Tseng had struck him as scary, but good at his job. "But still. Alive is better, even if fortune favored us both."

He bit his lip, not sure how to ask this next question (as if he could come up with something more awkward. "So ... you still work for him, but ... would you still do anything he asked?" Since that seemed to be worrying Rikku, and all.