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[plate_builder]

Does it need to be said? You can find this poor civil engineer in any sort of situation you want. Put up a starter and let it run free. No Scarlets welcome, though. He can't stand them.

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[afterlaborday]

"Did he?" Rufus looks curious. "I had it when I was pretty young. Thankfully had a taste for it."

[plate_builder]

"Tseng has often felt the best way to foster understanding is slowly," he says, his voice soft. Or so Tseng had told him when Reeve was new to all of this.

[afterlaborday]

"Sounds like him." Rufus smiles, and it's a fond one Reeve probably only sees with discussions of Turks and himself. "Then again, he likes to take most things slowly. Give himself time to make sure it is done right."

[plate_builder]

"He helped get you right."

ANd Reeve approved.

[afterlaborday]

"Reeve..." He looks like he wants to laugh so hard, but manages to keep a straight face as he speaks. "If you think I'm "right" I have a bridge to sell you."

[plate_builder]

"You're closer to right now than you were before," Reeve counters.

And he knows you have no bridges. Don't be silly.

[afterlaborday]

"That wasn't Tseng, but live giving me a huge kick in the ass." He shrugs, obviously not going into many details beyond what he has in the past. "I also doubt anyone who had Stigma and was freed of it came out the same.ç

[plate_builder]

No, Rufus, he thought it was both things. Because if there wasn't Tseng to help guide it, there was no guarantee Rufus would have changed.

"I don't know. There is Cloud."

[afterlaborday]

"You don't think Cloud has changed?" He actually looks curious. Rude and Reno said he was acting mostly the same, but he had a hard time believing he hadn't changed at all.

[plate_builder]

"I think... I think he's just reverted back to who he was when it was all won. Something he hasn't been in years."

And Reeve was glad to have hte man returned.

[afterlaborday]

"Then, that's a change." Rufus takes a drink quietly, smiling at Reeve as he sets his cup down. "Hopefully a good one for him."

[plate_builder]

""I suppose," Reeve says, shaking his head. To him it just seemed that the man was returning to proper form.

"He needs peace."

[afterlaborday]

"Don't we all?" Rufus sighs a bit. "I believe this planet has had enough trauma for one generation."

[plate_builder]

"Careful what words you speak, my love. I worry it might invite more torment," he says, frowning.

Ill things happened in threes it seemed.

[afterlaborday]

"Let's hope not." Rufus smiles gently, but he looks hopeful things are done as he reaches to get some more rice, "I know I am certainly not in the mood for more."

[plate_builder]

"I'm not in the mood for it either. I want to just have the world get a chance to recover," he sighs.

Oh Rufus, it would be good if they had peace. Reeve sighs and leans his head on Rufus's shoulder.

[afterlaborday]

"At least I can honestly say Shinra won't be draining it for profit, so it should recover in that way." Rufus smiles, looking at Reeve. "Comfortable?"

[plate_builder]

Hilarious.

"Comfortable," he agrees, smiling softly at his beloved. "Don't worry, I wouldn't let you drain it."

[afterlaborday]

"Oh? What would you do if I tried?" He smirks a little, amused. "Tie me down and keep me?"

[plate_builder]

Oh what a lovely idea.

"I would, but Tseng would free you. He's boring like that."

[afterlaborday]

"Not if I asked him not to." He counters mischieviously. "Maybe that way we could entice him into a three-way?"

[plate_builder]

Well, that's a fair point. None of the Turks would release him against orders. However...

"I am certain Elena is enough for him, if she's managed to win him yet."

[afterlaborday]

"She's still trying. He's very good at acting oblivious when he wishes." This said, Rufus smirks. "So... shall I order us up some desert, and you can find some bindings and clothes you like for me in that bag of wonders?

I do recall you once threatening good use of my mouth and making me beg for something."

[plate_builder]

"Sounds like a delight," Reeve agrees, taking a piece of sushi and eating it to buy himself time to think. But he likes the idea of making Rufus beg. A lot. Frequently. Desperately.

"Sounds good."

[afterlaborday]

"Good." Rufus purrs again, kissing Reeve and moving to order them their supposed desert. "Last time I brought that up, you were more interested in giving me things I had never had. This time, I want you to actually dominate me."

Let Reeve sit on that, phone now raised and order being placed.