"Tseng ain't even an issue anymore," Reno replied, shrugging. Tseng had told him to get out, and whether or not he'd gotten out of the man's house without a bullet in his brain didn't change the fact that he was still mostly taking that statement to heart. Tseng didn't tend to say things that he didn't mean. "Anyhow, it ain't like I don't give him his fair share of headaches. Hate him, yo. I'm... wonderin' if I'm gettin' there too, anyhow."

If he thought on it too hard, he'd know that he didn't. But he was allowed to resent the hell out of him. It wasn't like Tseng hadn't given Reno his fair share of reasons, right back.