"If you're a Turk, your family's the Turks," Reno replied, shrugging a little. "Most of us didn't need nothin' beyond that, anyhow. It was... Kinda a recent development, that too. Somethin' went bad, for one of the higher-ups. Lost most of his family. Tried to leave the Turks when he found his daughter again. AVALANCHE had her. Not that fuzzy little cub-scout squad you met with Tifa and Chocobo-Hair. The nasty ones I actually have a reason to hate."

He pursed his lips a little. And then grit his teeth and gave his head a bit of an angry shake. Not angry at her. Just... Angry. At all of it. For a moment.

"If they knew she was Verdot's kid, it would'a been even worse, I think. For all of us, zoto."

And that was keeping in mind that most of the Turks from that era now existed only in some ShinRa database under the rubble somewhere, with the word "Deceased" sitting next to their names.