[ Gray lingers behind a bookshelf, not watching but listening well enough to get a picture of what's going on. Gen's method of attack... really does feel like an attack, and Gray immediately feels secondhand anxiety for her younger self.
The lump Gen is addressing seems to go impossibly more still while paradoxically erupting into micro-tremors. But when Gen doesn't move on, the lump seems to resign itself to its blown cover, though it doesn't throw off its shawl either.
Instead the lump shakes its head, a jerky movement constrained by its locked posture. It seems unwilling to voluntarily uncover itself — perhaps a familiar sentiment to Gen by now. ]
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The lump Gen is addressing seems to go impossibly more still while paradoxically erupting into micro-tremors. But when Gen doesn't move on, the lump seems to resign itself to its blown cover, though it doesn't throw off its shawl either.
Instead the lump shakes its head, a jerky movement constrained by its locked posture. It seems unwilling to voluntarily uncover itself — perhaps a familiar sentiment to Gen by now. ]