[ ... which Pleroma is sadistic enough to start randomly breaking newcomers' fingers? Some other fucked-up newcomer? Gen's expression crinkles with distaste at the thought and he gives a quiet huff, though he doesn't pursue the matter any further for the moment.
Not when something else she's said has caught his attention. ]
The fuck kind of name is 'Carmine' for someone Japanese.
[ Is she another half like Ciel?
But regardless of that grumpy question, she's certainly caught his attention with that observation of hers. Gen's footsteps don't slow much, his long-legged gait maintaining its inconsiderate pace and forcing her to hurry to keep up with him lest he leave her behind. Though -- he does sneak another glance at her before looking away, digging his hand through his pocket. ]
... where're you from. In Japan.
[ And there's the slightest, softer edge to his voice when he voices that question. Delinquent or not, he's still a teenager who longs for familiar elements of his home from time to time, and knowing that 'Carmine' is a fellow compatriot is evidently enough to earn the tiniest shred of sympathy from him. ]
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Not when something else she's said has caught his attention. ]
The fuck kind of name is 'Carmine' for someone Japanese.
[ Is she another half like Ciel?
But regardless of that grumpy question, she's certainly caught his attention with that observation of hers. Gen's footsteps don't slow much, his long-legged gait maintaining its inconsiderate pace and forcing her to hurry to keep up with him lest he leave her behind. Though -- he does sneak another glance at her before looking away, digging his hand through his pocket. ]
... where're you from. In Japan.
[ And there's the slightest, softer edge to his voice when he voices that question. Delinquent or not, he's still a teenager who longs for familiar elements of his home from time to time, and knowing that 'Carmine' is a fellow compatriot is evidently enough to earn the tiniest shred of sympathy from him. ]