[ well, that's a joke tseng hates. it feels... indescribably wrong, for tseng to be the one in the high tower and for rufus to be the one coming up to see him. it's an outsize kind of wrongness for the actual gap between ten and jack, only one floor, barely anything at all—but since they met, tseng has never been in a position of power over rufus. he's never wanted to be in a position of power over rufus, and it grates at every inch of him to think that's the case now.
he'll have to investigate the process for ranking another resident up. there's no way that tseng will be able to abide this on the long term, and, he suspects, rufus is no more eager to stay a floor below tseng.
the door opens quickly enough to make it obvious that tseng was waiting for rufus to arrive. he's not embarrassed about it. tseng pulls the door wide and steps back so rufus can enter, doesn't bother to say come in because rufus doesn't need his permission. ]
What can I get you to drink? [ in shinra tower, there would be assistants and receptionists to handle this for the offices; in the presidential quarters there would be domestic staff. none such, in the resort. ] I have water, tea, liquor. And dinner, if you're hungry.
[ in the context of their professional relationship, it would be almost too intimate to offer. rufus and tseng would have little reason to take meals together on purpose, except if there were a company dinner or food brought in during a strategy meeting. but here, it is a point of consideration: rufus is neither used to managing his own mealtimes nor particularly capable of complex culinary tasks. ]
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he'll have to investigate the process for ranking another resident up. there's no way that tseng will be able to abide this on the long term, and, he suspects, rufus is no more eager to stay a floor below tseng.
the door opens quickly enough to make it obvious that tseng was waiting for rufus to arrive. he's not embarrassed about it. tseng pulls the door wide and steps back so rufus can enter, doesn't bother to say come in because rufus doesn't need his permission. ]
What can I get you to drink? [ in shinra tower, there would be assistants and receptionists to handle this for the offices; in the presidential quarters there would be domestic staff. none such, in the resort. ] I have water, tea, liquor. And dinner, if you're hungry.
[ in the context of their professional relationship, it would be almost too intimate to offer. rufus and tseng would have little reason to take meals together on purpose, except if there were a company dinner or food brought in during a strategy meeting. but here, it is a point of consideration: rufus is neither used to managing his own mealtimes nor particularly capable of complex culinary tasks. ]