[ It's not the first time Gen's admitted to any sort of goodwill towards him, but hearing such a sentiment, implication or otherwise, still gives him pause, one foot slowing in midair as he stares at the back of Gen's head.
He still isn't sure what to make of their relationship, a foundation of trust overlaid with too many coats of bickering, but he's grateful for the rare instances when Gen briefly lets his guard down and lets a thin sliver of his true emotions shine through. They're precious moments to him, for all that they're few and far between.
And so, instead of countering back with a sarcastic retort, he just says simply: ]
I won't.
[ He's not much of a gossip anyway.
Once again, he follows behind, the creaking of the floorboards slowly fading into the background as his ears get used to the organic noise of the apartment. ]
Did you bump your head against the doorframe the first time you went in?
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He still isn't sure what to make of their relationship, a foundation of trust overlaid with too many coats of bickering, but he's grateful for the rare instances when Gen briefly lets his guard down and lets a thin sliver of his true emotions shine through. They're precious moments to him, for all that they're few and far between.
And so, instead of countering back with a sarcastic retort, he just says simply: ]
I won't.
[ He's not much of a gossip anyway.
Once again, he follows behind, the creaking of the floorboards slowly fading into the background as his ears get used to the organic noise of the apartment. ]
Did you bump your head against the doorframe the first time you went in?
[ This place is so.....small. ]