-- Was that a fuckin' playing card? What the hell. It would've spoiled the mood except there wasn't a mood to spoil in the first place. Or, at least not on Reno's end, anyway. He wasn't sure about his special friend here. It probably couldn't have spoiled it too much, though, because Kio got even more hands-on.

He could sense someone staring at him, though he didn't turn around to look. It wasn't like it mattered, anyway. Reno was hardly a private person.

Oh, but Kio was blushing now. Jesus, if this kid ever set foot in the slums of Midgar, he'd be eaten alive in two seconds.

Reno cocked an eyebrow, tongue running along his teeth, deliberate. He could've made the first move by now -- hell, he could've made it the second Kio sat down -- but he wanted to see just how far Kio was willing to go.

"C'mon. You care about the nurses? 'Cause I sure as hell don't."