[ Reno throws a vague squint in Louis' direction. Definitely not the garden-variety human, and if he didn't know better, he'd say those eyes got an almost mako glow to them.

He exhales a frosted breath into the air. Damn. Just keeps getting frostier, don't it? ]

Well, that depends on who you ask, I'd bet. Probably a good amount thirsting for blood. [ He shrugs, banking left. His eyes scan the grey skies and snow-piled trees. ] Dunno who gets to make the decisions around these parts, though. Back home, we weren't divided up like this.

[ Sure, there were some borders drawn here or there, and Wutai liked to pretend it was its own nation, but everybody knew who really held the planet in its grips. ]