[ The comment about fingers vs. toes just earns a stinkeye from Gen because wow, Sebastian, some of us don't have the luxury of just shedding fingers any more? He only has five now okay, he has to play it safer with them??? He's not at all annoyed to hear that cutting off his toe might have been a bad move here.

And that oh-so-gracious stare of his is followed up by a very blatant roll of the eyes at the comment about his manners. ]

You really think making a good first impression matters in a situation like this? I'm sure it makes all the difference in the world whether or not I say 'hi, how are you' before somebody has to cut off their ear.

[ The pain's definitely making him even crankier than usual, the sensation stabbing through his mangled foot intensifying as he grips at his ankle, steeling himself to chop off another toe. (Better to go worse on one foot than have both sides be hobbled, right? Or would it be better to hack off one on each side? Ugh, this is so fucked.) His expression is crinkled with undisguised skepticism when he looks sharply back at Morgan. ]

And you -- the hell do you mean, tactician. You're in, what, middle school?

[ What kind of fantasy bullshit is this kid carting around. Or maybe he's from someplace sci-fi. Same difference, really. ]