"I mean, Juliano ain't Tseng, even if they both got the same stick shoved up their assholes," Reno mused, shutting the cage and straightening up again. "And Romeo and Rikku... you know. Ain't really the same person. I'm just sayin'... Shit. I dunno what I'm sayin'. Things are kinda different for me, now. Workin' freelance, I ain't really a Turk by the strictest sense of the word no more. And I think Tseng still kinda hates Rikku's guts."
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Which, really, was kind of helpful, right?
"I mean, Juliano ain't Tseng, even if they both got the same stick shoved up their assholes," Reno mused, shutting the cage and straightening up again. "And Romeo and Rikku... you know. Ain't really the same person. I'm just sayin'... Shit. I dunno what I'm sayin'. Things are kinda different for me, now. Workin' freelance, I ain't really a Turk by the strictest sense of the word no more. And I think Tseng still kinda hates Rikku's guts."
He really wasn't helping at all, was he?
"Romeo's good with a gun," he noted.