"What if he stops Nibelheim? He's gettin' experience here that he'd never see on Gaia. How does Bahamut compare to that big friggin' lizard people keep talkin' about? If we get enough invasions on the island, you think he'll be able to hold his own against ShinRa's army, next?"

Reno flicked his ash into a coffee mug that had some fluid in it no longer fit for human consumption.

"He knows that shit is gonna get bad. If he thinks it ain't our place, then he's the one damnin' it all, and we tried. And he ain't got no reason not to want our help, Rookie. He was on good terms with the Turks until the end, zoto."

Well, with many of the Turks. Not so much with Reno, who had always been and who always would be an impulsive, territorial bastard.