[ Maybe he's still out of it, but he barely reacts when Gen spits in his face, just drags the back of his hand against the mess on his cheek before slamming the boy back down against the cavern floor, keeping his arm rigid and straight to prevent it from happening again. Ah, so it was noticeable that he had went away for a moment there... Well, no matter. He's back to himself now.
He holds Gen in place like he's a troublesome child, tongue clicking against the roof of his mouth in a chiding manner. ]
What are we going to do about that temper of yours?
[ It's mostly muttered to himself, but there's no indication that it actually bothers him. Now that Dokja's accomplished his single punch, he really doesn't have any more reason to keep at this. They're even now, right? No hard feelings? ]
It wasn't personal, you know? [ Says the man who really went through the trouble of finding Gen to deal this one blow. ] Don't hold it against me.
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He holds Gen in place like he's a troublesome child, tongue clicking against the roof of his mouth in a chiding manner. ]
What are we going to do about that temper of yours?
[ It's mostly muttered to himself, but there's no indication that it actually bothers him. Now that Dokja's accomplished his single punch, he really doesn't have any more reason to keep at this. They're even now, right? No hard feelings? ]
It wasn't personal, you know? [ Says the man who really went through the trouble of finding Gen to deal this one blow. ] Don't hold it against me.