[ oh, surely not. it's all fun, Reno thinks, he's just enjoying the easy flirtation of it all. whatever Fearne wants to explore, he's happy to let her have her way, although the trail of her fingernail down his nape and to his collar earns a pleasant shiver in response. ]

Oh, getting closer, but not quite. I'm second in command. [ the idea of being captain of the Turks does make him grin, even though it definitely wouldn't be the right job for him. ] Too insubordinate for captain, probably. Never could quite manage the dress code.

[ it's part of what makes Reno so confident, bordering cocky. after Verdot's departure, he had made second in command on skill alone, despite his flagrant disrespect for almost all the rules and regulations of the organization. ]