practicality

[Tseng isn't actually shouting, but his voice is raised, clearly angry. There's an edge of shakiness to underneath, though]

Rufus? Rufus, where the fuck are you? You were supposed to be standing watch, goddamnit!

Fuck not another-

[There's a muffled clatter as he drops the cellphone onto the grass, followed by a gunshots and an inhumane scream. There's a long silence before Tseng speaks again, and he sounds a lot calmer when he does]

If anyone runs into Rufus, let him know to get in contact with me ASAP. There wasn't any sign of struggle here, so...