[ 'We should walk the rest of the way,' he'd told Amos. Foolish in retrospect. Something he'd regret in retrospect. But that's the thing they say about hindsight, isn't it?
Maybe if they'd simply glided into Zenith camp on Amos' wings the whole way, it really would have been easy sailing. But because Gen had eventually wanted to be put back down on his own two feet, once the euphoria of their victory faded just enough to give way to typical teenage pride and embarrassment, and because he'd also figured that preserving a bit of Amos' strength might be the sensible choice in the long term, he'd suggested that they land once they just had to cover a stretch of flat(-ish) land to reach where the Zenith campsite was squirreled away. Nothing could go wrong during that short trek, he'd figured.
His skin crawls the moment they spot that familiar figure, as if she's just been waiting for them to show up. ]
The hell're you doing here.
[ Gen's response is, of course, immediately aggressive. But that alone is no sign of suspicion. (Yet.) It's simply that Gen can't bring himself to drop his guard around Yima. Everything about her -- the kindness in his words, the gentle aura she exudes, the softness of her gaze -- reminds him too much of her. (Breaths in his ear. Warmth against his back, arms laced over his shoulders. A soft gaze boring into him.) Though Gen does slow his steps to regard her, he maintains a firm distance between himself and where she stands, shoulders squared and brow lowered into an intimidating scowl. ]
Thought you never actually bothered stepping outside for this shit. Made us do all the dirty work for you. What, did you think you needed to show up and babysit us?
[ He finishes off that statement with a haughty exhale, then looks towards Amos to see what his companion has to say. After their sweeping victory, it's not like they particularly want or need any guidance from someone like her, right? With the way she always sits back with her hands kept squeaky clean, making her pawns do all her work for her, she's not like them. They can just get this conversation done with quick and get going again real quick, right? ]
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Maybe if they'd simply glided into Zenith camp on Amos' wings the whole way, it really would have been easy sailing. But because Gen had eventually wanted to be put back down on his own two feet, once the euphoria of their victory faded just enough to give way to typical teenage pride and embarrassment, and because he'd also figured that preserving a bit of Amos' strength might be the sensible choice in the long term, he'd suggested that they land once they just had to cover a stretch of flat(-ish) land to reach where the Zenith campsite was squirreled away. Nothing could go wrong during that short trek, he'd figured.
His skin crawls the moment they spot that familiar figure, as if she's just been waiting for them to show up. ]
The hell're you doing here.
[ Gen's response is, of course, immediately aggressive. But that alone is no sign of suspicion. (Yet.) It's simply that Gen can't bring himself to drop his guard around Yima. Everything about her -- the kindness in his words, the gentle aura she exudes, the softness of her gaze -- reminds him too much of her. (Breaths in his ear. Warmth against his back, arms laced over his shoulders. A soft gaze boring into him.) Though Gen does slow his steps to regard her, he maintains a firm distance between himself and where she stands, shoulders squared and brow lowered into an intimidating scowl. ]
Thought you never actually bothered stepping outside for this shit. Made us do all the dirty work for you. What, did you think you needed to show up and babysit us?
[ He finishes off that statement with a haughty exhale, then looks towards Amos to see what his companion has to say. After their sweeping victory, it's not like they particularly want or need any guidance from someone like her, right? With the way she always sits back with her hands kept squeaky clean, making her pawns do all her work for her, she's not like them. They can just get this conversation done with quick and get going again real quick, right? ]