[ Ah, right. The moment she turns her head and he spots a wildly-tangled and disheveled lock of hair past the shape of her hood is the moment he realizes what feels so off about her -- she's not put together at all in this moment. And Gray's never this disheveled unless something's happened. ]
... nothin'. Just came here 'cause I needed some fresh air.
[ He's always been a decent liar when it matters, and Gen doesn't bat an eye as he drones out that utter falsehood. It doesn't feel like it matters at the moment, anyway. Eustace is gone, and that probably won't change; what matters more right now is figuring out exactly what's happened to Gray.
Dirt grits underfoot as Gen quickly slinks closer, reflexively casting about nervously in case anyone else is around. For better or for worse, it seems to be just the two of them, and he exhales hoarsely as he finally steps right up to where Gray's sitting and crouches down next to her.
Though he says nothing at first, there's concern etched clear in the furrow of his brow when he cants his head to get a better look at her face; those pointy canine ears of his are gently tilted back. ]
What the hell did you see? [ And ... it was just visions, right? It's not she actually had to experience anything stressful, right? ]
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Date: 2023-06-26 03:04 am (UTC)... nothin'. Just came here 'cause I needed some fresh air.
[ He's always been a decent liar when it matters, and Gen doesn't bat an eye as he drones out that utter falsehood. It doesn't feel like it matters at the moment, anyway. Eustace is gone, and that probably won't change; what matters more right now is figuring out exactly what's happened to Gray.
Dirt grits underfoot as Gen quickly slinks closer, reflexively casting about nervously in case anyone else is around. For better or for worse, it seems to be just the two of them, and he exhales hoarsely as he finally steps right up to where Gray's sitting and crouches down next to her.
Though he says nothing at first, there's concern etched clear in the furrow of his brow when he cants his head to get a better look at her face; those pointy canine ears of his are gently tilted back. ]
What the hell did you see? [ And ... it was just visions, right? It's not she actually had to experience anything stressful, right? ]