Tseng was used to Rude's way of conversing with eyebrows and shrugs so it wasn't terribly hard to read the blond hero. It occurred to him that Cloud knew next to nothing about him, and never really had. He'd be joining a rather exclusive group of people who'd even actually seen the Turk's house, let alone been inside or knew it's rough location.

Tseng was a private person, and while he didn't exclude anyone he didn't welcome them with open arms either.

"We can get something here and eat on the porch, or inside if you feel up to it." He said finally, standing and pushing the chair in. "I live just up the street."