One may not think that a fair would be the place to find the security director for ShinRa Tech, being a generally aloof man. However, the fair held a special, secret nostalgia for Tseng. The merchants reminded him of the open-air markets in Wutai, the vendors scrabbling to sell their wares. The games reminded him of festivals, with children running around and the smell of fresh-cooked food wafting through the air. The air was too thick, yes, and the food was too greasy, but the nostalgia remained.

He strode leisurely through the crowd, hands clasped behind his back, watching people partake in food and games as he passed by. He wouldn't indulge in any of it himself, of course, but it gave him enjoyment to watch.

No, Tseng was here on business, if anything. He alternated between keeping an eye on Rufus' whereabouts, sweeping the grounds for threats, and loitering around the ShinRa Tech hiring table at the job fair. Nothing in the world could get him to go to the speed dating area, so no one had better even try. And rides? No thank you.