[ Gen isn't exactly planning on sticking around in her life long enough for them to reach their twenties. But if that hypothetical situation were to come true, rest assured Gray -- he would definitely still be pulling the same obnoxious shit as his main expression of affection. ]

Nah. [ The lie comes smoothly. Maybe a bit too smoothly, if anything. Gen looks away as he follows it up with a puff at his cigarette, murmuring his followup around it. ] He doesn't know it was me. And he might not even notice I took it -- his place was a mess.

[ This is something he decided to do, so it's not a matter Gray needs to worry about.

And with that, he gives her a rough thump on the back to nudge her back towards her home. ]

C'mon, go fetch your thing.