"Come on, Rude. How many do you really have?"

Rude's expression remains firm as you and Reno interrogate him. You're all sitting in the Turks meeting room, having some rare time to kill before your next mission. The earrings on Rude's ears gleam in the light, and they make a little noise when he shakes his head. "None of your concern," he grunts, voice low.