Good, ShinRa was in the dark about their activities.  It had helped that he'd insisted they lay low after the last operation so he could do his intelligence gathering uninhibited, but feeding them information from the source had gone a long way towards keeping them off ShinRa's radar.  Unfortunately, being in intelligence didn't make him privy to everything, apparently.  "...Yes, the plate juncture mission.  Of course we need to make sure to keep our assets out of harm's way.  Thank you for your time, I'll leave you to your...whatever this is." he replied, turning on his heel and quickly making his way out of the lab.  Shit.  Fuck.  Shit.  Why the fuck hadn't Rauly checked in yet?  Hein forced himself to wait until he was in the elevator before quickly pulling out his phone and sending the call.<br/><br/>~~~~<br/><br/>"Are you ever going to wake up and get the hell out of my house?" Lucien muttered to the unconscious man on his cot while prepping the small steel drum he used to cook on.  It was loaded up with cardboard what pieces of wood he could salvage from abandoned structures and the furniture therein.  A couple of rats he'd managed to catch would make for a decent meal with even some leftover for his guest should he ever WAKE THE FUCK UP!<br/><br/>The man's ringing phone caught his attention again, though this time Lucien hesitated to actually answer it.  The guy on the other end last time didn't sound much interested in talking and he didn't feel like getting involved in other people's business.  He did his best to ignore it as it continued to ring, focusing instead on his dinner.