"His number? That President's? Won't do any good. Guy's dead." If he wasn't dead, then right about now would be the time Reno set out to personally kill him. A lot. Phoenix Down his ass and flatten him out again. Just to be sure.

"There's, uh." Reno leaned his head back against the wall, considering. "When he goes back, he'll be goin' to a lab. One of Hojo's. Hojo... likes doin' freaky experiments with Mako, shit like that, so he'll be someplace with a reactor. And none of us Turks is gonna know about him."

He paused, closed his eyes, and pursed his lips for a moment. He was saying all of this aloud, now, if only because maybe if he did so, she'd be able to grasp something that he was missing. "But if he knows things, then we gotta listen."