[ The slap connects. He doesn't even bother ducking it, because like Gen, Reigen has fast little fingers that close around his Sand and snuff out the offering. Sure, he feels for the guy, but he's not trading something for nothing in return; the swat at his head, he rolls with, giving a little hook on his toes and a dart forward to uproot Gen's control of the situation -- like he's about to dart in for some fisticuffs of his own.
Except not in the slightest. He just wobbles back theatrically, with his bare hands raised. Honestly, Gen probably snagged some of was being offered, but not all. He was expecting it. Delinquents are delinquents, most of the time you can't crack them open.
( Mob would be able to. He knows it. Mob always connects with people, simple and sound. ) ]
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[ The slap connects. He doesn't even bother ducking it, because like Gen, Reigen has fast little fingers that close around his Sand and snuff out the offering. Sure, he feels for the guy, but he's not trading something for nothing in return; the swat at his head, he rolls with, giving a little hook on his toes and a dart forward to uproot Gen's control of the situation -- like he's about to dart in for some fisticuffs of his own.
Except not in the slightest. He just wobbles back theatrically, with his bare hands raised. Honestly, Gen probably snagged some of was being offered, but not all. He was expecting it. Delinquents are delinquents, most of the time you can't crack them open.
( Mob would be able to. He knows it. Mob always connects with people, simple and sound. ) ]