[ the roll of her own eyes moves in parallel with his with that declaration of him being everybody's type. it's not that reno's unattractive, but his attitude is probably more than enough to sour any potential interest anyway (if being a part of shinra weren't already enough of a dealbreaker). she's found men she enjoys herself in the company of, and it's certainly not anyone like reno. ]

Clearly not, if they stuck you here with me.

[ it's hard to tell if the rejection in not being reno's "type" is simply because she's a woman or more specifically because she's tifa (or a mixed blend of the two), but it seems evident enough at least that the harnessed dildo is being supplied because she lacks a certain body organ he enjoys having inside of him.

she scoffs, spinning on her heel once more as she steps fast towards the entry door behind the set that had brought her in the first place, giving it a firm push — and finding it locked as expected. not that she expected such an easy exit, but it was worth trying at least. stepping back to the main setup of the production's bedroom, she tries to peer past the lights, confirming that it really is just the two of them here, no bodies around to complain to.

they really do have to do this, don't they?

crossing her arms, she looks to the bed again, at that prepared toy, also now noticing the bottle of lube presented beside it. she takes a long moment to consider, staring holes into those supplies before she exhales a deeper breath. ]

If you turned around on your knees without looking at me, would it help?