[ Gen can snarl all he wants about Set being late, but he gave no deadline. That the war god had arrived slowly was malicious compliance, at best. He feels the weight of the young man against his back, the hands on his wrists, and he just feels something sick and darkly patient simmer in his gut. Without wavering, he wrenches himself free of that hold — even if his skin tears, it will knit back up over time.
Like nothing ever happened.
But, it allows him to face Gen. With blood under his nails, a splash of it high on his cheek. His throat clearly bitten by sharp teeth, and his expression somewhere between calm and thoughtful as he looks up at Gen's face.
There is no where on his body he could easily carry a shard, as he has no pockets and no satchels. His hands empty. But, it is there — for he reaches his hands up and into the red fall of his hair, to the dark streak hidden behind his ear and the soft, warm glow of the sunbeam he has woven into a lock. He uncurls some of the metal and string he uses to keep it in place, and extracts Reiji's shard from where he had placed it alongside his sunbeam. A safe space. Clearly the safest one, for the circumstances they're in.
Without a word, he slips the shard into Gen's palm and closes his fingers around it. ]
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Like nothing ever happened.
But, it allows him to face Gen. With blood under his nails, a splash of it high on his cheek. His throat clearly bitten by sharp teeth, and his expression somewhere between calm and thoughtful as he looks up at Gen's face.
There is no where on his body he could easily carry a shard, as he has no pockets and no satchels. His hands empty. But, it is there — for he reaches his hands up and into the red fall of his hair, to the dark streak hidden behind his ear and the soft, warm glow of the sunbeam he has woven into a lock. He uncurls some of the metal and string he uses to keep it in place, and extracts Reiji's shard from where he had placed it alongside his sunbeam. A safe space. Clearly the safest one, for the circumstances they're in.
Without a word, he slips the shard into Gen's palm and closes his fingers around it. ]