Rufus sat listening to Lorelei with the growing certainty that he would never, ever allow her to make reports to him. Sabra or Tseng would be editing and rewriting those reports before he ever saw them. Otherwise, he was going to have to make it mandatory that all Turks attend a class for doing so, and that would cost Shin-Ra Company money.

Since when did I start thinking of these two as part of my Turks?

That was a mildly disturbing thought. It had taken his Turks years to get to where they were in the trust department with him. He had scarcely known these two an hour. Still, if they were able to return to their world, Rufus was going to attempt to take them with him. In their time, the Turks had been left with only the four. These others would alleviate that loss of personnel.

He nodded slowly to what they said of the white creatures, a hand raking his hair back from his face. What he wanted most was a shower right about now.

“What defeats them? Gunfire or what?”