Reno let loose a groan as he sank back into his seat with a wet squish.

Well, that was fun.

"Friggin' hell," he complained, because really, he didn't have to keep up a cool-as-hell visage around somebody who was already long dead, did he? "The Ancient? Really? Little far from home, here, yo. Does Portalocity charge extra to open portals for the dead?"

Yep, that was his complaint. Not 'I'm soaked to the bone,' or, 'apparently I'm being haunted today,' or even, 'gods dammit my office.' Reno was clearly concerned about Aerith's travel expenses.