There was something like a growl from Reno as he got worked up by Tidus's words. Why did they have to do this now? Why did everything have to get ruined by that little brat and his stupid reaction to a bit of fun? Fun, by Reno's book.

His fists clenched at his sides, the fake claws digging fierce into his own palm as he attempted to keep from lasing out.

"How the hell should I know!? The kid can't take a word of advice or two? I don't give a shit if the brat has issues! That's no excuse for trying to hit me. If he didn't want a fight he shouldn't have started one. That's on him. You don't mess with a Turk and not expect consequences. I'm sick of all you... you fucking assholes expecting me to give a damn! So what if I killed a bunch of people!? It's my fucking job!"