“Ugh, quit your yapping!” Reno snaps, rolling his eyes. He tosses his truncheon onto the dashboard and gives you a dismissive look. “You didn’t die, did ya?” He wonders how he got saddled with a mission escorting someone like you back to Midgar. If you’ve got a problem with how he does things, you can just get there on your own. “It’s not my fault you've got this many enemies, you know.”

When he hears your pitiful sniffle from the passenger seat, Reno stiffens. Shoot, he didn’t mean to make you cry. “Hey, drink some water,” he sighs, handing you a plastic bottle. “Let’s take a break n’ eat something; I’m starving.” He’s totally not stopping because he feels bad for making you cry. Not at all.