"What's your head count, Romeo?" Reno looked up tiredly at that. "How many people you dragged away from their families to be tortured or experimented on or forced into military service before? You ever looked a monster in the eye who you could swear used to be human, and you could swear you could place the face, man?"

He frowned.

"Thousands of people, all at once, because there was a chance there were some terrorists hangin' out underneath, Romeo. Women an' children, and we blamed it on the terrorists. We could get away with it. We were the heroes, zoto." A long pause. "And I fuckin' missed. On top of all of it, I missed the fuckin' terrorists. You met 'em. Cloud, Tifa. You don't have to go back to Verona ever again. Go be with Doji. You deserve it."