[ If he's offended by being an unknown, he doesn't show it. (He's not, for the record.) Granted he hasn't quite put the face to any particular suit just yet, the chances of his opinion changing were none to slim because, well. What would a Suit do to him here, huh? At best they'd haul him back to Midgar which wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, but...
Reno looks away from him, and Roche follows the direction of his head.
They're not the only ones looking, though Roche doesn't tear his eyes away from the scene just yet. Who's the lucky biter— Ah. The nervous fellow from before, still looking just a wee bit hesitant even with the cheers of encouragement and friendly backslaps and shoulder jostles. Friendly shouts of go on, kid! We know you've been giving her the eye since she turned up! followed by sputtered protests, but not quite refusing. I'm thirty-eight! That's not a kid! Roche, for his part, sends a wolf-whistle in their direction, laughing as he looks back down to Reno with a crooked grin. ]
I'll remind you that I'm technically handicapped on my next roll per the deal we made, but...
[ Rules, rules, rules. Good SOLDIERs followed them. Roche... isn't exactly a good one. Efficient? Yes. Good in a fight? Also yes. Good at following orders? Someone could tell him to fetch a stick and he'd bring the whole damn tree back. ]
Let me in your head and I'll show you just how different I am, Spitfire.
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Reno looks away from him, and Roche follows the direction of his head.
They're not the only ones looking, though Roche doesn't tear his eyes away from the scene just yet. Who's the lucky biter— Ah. The nervous fellow from before, still looking just a wee bit hesitant even with the cheers of encouragement and friendly backslaps and shoulder jostles. Friendly shouts of go on, kid! We know you've been giving her the eye since she turned up! followed by sputtered protests, but not quite refusing. I'm thirty-eight! That's not a kid! Roche, for his part, sends a wolf-whistle in their direction, laughing as he looks back down to Reno with a crooked grin. ]
I'll remind you that I'm technically handicapped on my next roll per the deal we made, but...
[ Rules, rules, rules. Good SOLDIERs followed them. Roche... isn't exactly a good one. Efficient? Yes. Good in a fight? Also yes. Good at following orders? Someone could tell him to fetch a stick and he'd bring the whole damn tree back. ]
Let me in your head and I'll show you just how different I am, Spitfire.