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“I always thought Tseng’s extra scary because he works alone, y’know?”
“Zack, I work alone. All Turks do,” Cissnei says between waving down another drink.
Zack stares. “I know I’m drunk, but I’m not that drunk.”
Cissnei gives him a look and knocks back a shot. Damn. That puts her ahead, doesn’t it? Fucking Turks.
“Turks have partners," he explains slowly, “like, Reno and Rude?”
“Oh. Yeah, they’re partners, alright.”
Maybe Zack is drunker than he thought, or maybe Cissnei really is snickering. His mouth opens, closes, opens. Frowns while he considers his drink.
“Oh. Oh my god, they’re partners!”