[ Sand procured, Gen simply doesn't think about Reigen very much for the next two days or so. In fact, he almost forgets about Reigen entirely. No offense to the man, but he has plenty else to worry about -- like fucking survival -- and the too-chatty ramblings of a clearly delusional, insane man aren't worth the mental real estate they'd take up.
So it's not until he's making his way through the library later on during this whole fiasco, when he turns a corner in search of a quiet corner and finds himself staring at Reigen walking down the aisle in his direction, that he remembers what a fucking pain in the ass this guy was. ]
-- tch.
[ Was that a click of the tongue? It sure was. Gen isn't even subtle about it, his expression clearly crinkled in distaste and that dismissive noise practically echoing through the aisles as he immediately does a 180 and starts to leave.
Except it sure is hard walking away from someone in disgust when you've just gotten your ass beat, and you're limping so bad you're forced to lean against the shelves just to stay upright. ]
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So it's not until he's making his way through the library later on during this whole fiasco, when he turns a corner in search of a quiet corner and finds himself staring at Reigen walking down the aisle in his direction, that he remembers what a fucking pain in the ass this guy was. ]
-- tch.
[ Was that a click of the tongue? It sure was. Gen isn't even subtle about it, his expression clearly crinkled in distaste and that dismissive noise practically echoing through the aisles as he immediately does a 180 and starts to leave.
Except it sure is hard walking away from someone in disgust when you've just gotten your ass beat, and you're limping so bad you're forced to lean against the shelves just to stay upright. ]