[ At least Dokja doesn't have to search long for his target.
He only needs to take a few steps into a nearby alleyway and call out before there's the sound of scuffling movements, and that younger version of Gen peeks out from a little nook off to the side; he'd evidently been crouched down behind a stack of crates, just out of sight but close enough to spring into action if necessary. And as soon as he realizes that it's just Dokja alone, without that other stranger present, he's quick to get to his feet and patter over to Dokja with wary look on his face. ]
That guy isn't here ... ? [ His gaze is fixed on Dokja's face even as he says that, taking in the lingering streaks of blood on across his cheek and the clear redness his temple. Gen looks tense but unsurprised; he'd gotten into a lot of fights even at that age, after all, and he knows what it looks like when someone's gotten punched. ] You guys fought, didn't you.
[ So no, he totally doesn't buy Dokja's claim that they 'talked things out. And while he does look worried, he doesn't bother waste his breath on any questions like 'what happened?' or 'are you okay?' He'd always been a bit too sharp-eyed and wary for things like that, and instead, Gen studies Dokja for a moment before asking quietly, ]
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He only needs to take a few steps into a nearby alleyway and call out before there's the sound of scuffling movements, and that younger version of Gen peeks out from a little nook off to the side; he'd evidently been crouched down behind a stack of crates, just out of sight but close enough to spring into action if necessary. And as soon as he realizes that it's just Dokja alone, without that other stranger present, he's quick to get to his feet and patter over to Dokja with wary look on his face. ]
That guy isn't here ... ? [ His gaze is fixed on Dokja's face even as he says that, taking in the lingering streaks of blood on across his cheek and the clear redness his temple. Gen looks tense but unsurprised; he'd gotten into a lot of fights even at that age, after all, and he knows what it looks like when someone's gotten punched. ] You guys fought, didn't you.
[ So no, he totally doesn't buy Dokja's claim that they 'talked things out. And while he does look worried, he doesn't bother waste his breath on any questions like 'what happened?' or 'are you okay?' He'd always been a bit too sharp-eyed and wary for things like that, and instead, Gen studies Dokja for a moment before asking quietly, ]
... who are you? What d'you want me to do?