[Rude knew Tseng was around, but hadn't seen him since they parted ways earlier. He recognizes his voice first, because that look on Tseng took some new neural connections forming to wrap his head around. Though the temptation to comment on it is there, a man in a glass house shouldn't be the first to throw stones. Or however that saying goes.]
Hm. [Rude thinks about Aventurine for a few seconds then turns to Tseng again, nodding.] Just giving. Are you volunteering?
[He looks over Tseng's costume, the beginnings of a smile on his lips, but never quite getting there. Rude got the short end of the costume stick. He's meant to be a college professor of some sort. His shades replaced with thick rimmed glasses, and his usual attire gone in favor of a crimson knit turtle neck that feels WRONG in so many ways, but his khaki slacks and black loafers are tolerable.]
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Hm. [Rude thinks about Aventurine for a few seconds then turns to Tseng again, nodding.] Just giving. Are you volunteering?
[He looks over Tseng's costume, the beginnings of a smile on his lips, but never quite getting there. Rude got the short end of the costume stick. He's meant to be a college professor of some sort. His shades replaced with thick rimmed glasses, and his usual attire gone in favor of a crimson knit turtle neck that feels WRONG in so many ways, but his khaki slacks and black loafers are tolerable.]