He, naturally, has known Rush was there since a little before he came up out of the ground. You don't hear that too often, away from the subway lines. But he didn't betray any surprise. He just listened to the approach and said nothing, because...well, Ocaso didn't mention alerting him to anyone else who happened by, now did he?

"Hey!" He snaps as Ocaso twists his arm hard, turning about to meet Rush. "What the hell - "

...oh.

Oh, shit.

There's a moment of shocked realization, followed by sinking horror as he glances toward Iman again, this time with recognition of what this actually means. Years! He's been doing this for years, and it's all falling apart over the course of ten minutes! If he can, he'll tear himself away from Ocaso - from Fring - and take a few steps back towards her. He'd run, but it's too late for that. Best thing he can do now is just try to stay out of the way. Fighting isn't his business; he's an information guy.

"Sure, why not," he snipes anyway, trying to hide fear and anger with sarcasm. "Your underhanded little plans always end so well."