Reno had a point. It's not like Rude babysat him all the time. Reno was fully capable of making his own decisions (some of them even decent!) and doing his own thing kept the redhead happy; maybe he had already gone out and tried it. Still, Rude had doubt.

Then again, maybe it was his own hesitation that made him think Reno wouldn't actually do it. Rude was the one concerned about it. Aerith had tried to sooth his worries and it had been a nice gesture--but now Aerith was gone and Rude had nothing but his own thoughts on the matter on hand.

He looked over at Reno in silence, treat forgotten. He didn't seem to care if it melted onto his glove. Maybe Reno was right. Despite appearances the redhead was smart. Besides, trying it out in a controlled environment was safer than needing it later in a horrible situation. If it came to it. Everyone said it would eventually, no matter what. He didn't know what to believe. Didn't want to think about it. But avoiding it wasn't going to do him any favors.

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

He sighed and held out his treat towards Reno. He just wasn't in the mood anymore.