Sightseeing. [ Gen answers at a deadpan without missing a beat, swallowing his mouthful of sandwich and licking his lips before continuing. ] Gotta make sure to buy souvenirs for everyone on the way back.
[ So yeah, no, he's not telling Dokja shit.
Part of him suspects that Amos might not actually care about keeping their business here secret; it's always hard getting a proper gauge of what Amos is thinking, to be honest. But even if Amos might be okay with speaking the truth, his pure petty distaste for Dokja means he's not giving away anything he doesn't have to.
The waiter returns here with his coffee, and Dokja might note Gen accepts it with a quiet, terse, but almost civil 'thanks' before taking a sip.
It's black. Exactly what Dokja had ordered for him. ]
What d'you do around here?
[ Two can play this stupid game of pretending to have a casual conversation. ]
no subject
[ So yeah, no, he's not telling Dokja shit.
Part of him suspects that Amos might not actually care about keeping their business here secret; it's always hard getting a proper gauge of what Amos is thinking, to be honest. But even if Amos might be okay with speaking the truth, his pure petty distaste for Dokja means he's not giving away anything he doesn't have to.
The waiter returns here with his coffee, and Dokja might note Gen accepts it with a quiet, terse, but almost civil 'thanks' before taking a sip.
It's black. Exactly what Dokja had ordered for him. ]
What d'you do around here?
[ Two can play this stupid game of pretending to have a casual conversation. ]