[ Fuck, he's sick and tired of always being hungry.
And this time, it's not like he can just take a few more jobs with that courier company to bulk up his paycheck in hopes of earning enough to scrounge up a good meal.
Gen resentfully mulls over that thought as he stares across a flooded passageway from where he's crouched at its edge, brow furrowed as he stares sullenly into the tranquil surface. And while there's certainly a lot on his mind -- this time, he isn't easily caught off-guard. As Silco approaches Gen where he's contemplating the water's surface, he might notice a tiny flicker of movement. The flick of a pointed canine ear, twitching in time with each quiet footstep that approaches, and Gen looks back in his direction before before those words are spoken out loud. ]
... yeah, no shit. [ The tail peeking out from the hem of his jacket gives an agitated little jerk, the tip whapping against the ground just once. ] There's enough shit going on around here as is. Pain in the ass that we couldn't at least have an easy time just staying fed and well-rested at the same time.
[ He turns to look back into the water, though Gen knows better than to completely let his guard down around Silco; one pointed ear remains angled in Silco's direction, listening carefully for any movement from him. Still, after a quiet moment, he deadpans: ]
What, is it another hit of that same shit you're offering? The same thing from before?
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And this time, it's not like he can just take a few more jobs with that courier company to bulk up his paycheck in hopes of earning enough to scrounge up a good meal.
Gen resentfully mulls over that thought as he stares across a flooded passageway from where he's crouched at its edge, brow furrowed as he stares sullenly into the tranquil surface. And while there's certainly a lot on his mind -- this time, he isn't easily caught off-guard. As Silco approaches Gen where he's contemplating the water's surface, he might notice a tiny flicker of movement. The flick of a pointed canine ear, twitching in time with each quiet footstep that approaches, and Gen looks back in his direction before before those words are spoken out loud. ]
... yeah, no shit. [ The tail peeking out from the hem of his jacket gives an agitated little jerk, the tip whapping against the ground just once. ] There's enough shit going on around here as is. Pain in the ass that we couldn't at least have an easy time just staying fed and well-rested at the same time.
[ He turns to look back into the water, though Gen knows better than to completely let his guard down around Silco; one pointed ear remains angled in Silco's direction, listening carefully for any movement from him. Still, after a quiet moment, he deadpans: ]
What, is it another hit of that same shit you're offering? The same thing from before?
[ He's obviously considering it. ]