[ At that, Gen gives Paul a look like he just admitted he has an extra hand growing out of his back. ]
The hell does that even mean. You're hard to kill. What, you can just take bullets?
[ Great. Yet another person that he'd pegged as being fairly normal before ending up here, only to find out they're also some flavor of fantasy- or sci-fi-influenced freak.
But in the meantime -- the warning is much appreciated. Gen grits his teeth, nods, then untangles his hand from Paul's sleeve. Just so he can bring his forearm to his face. His words are slightly muffled, muttered into the fabric of sleeve when he mumbles, ]
Just do it fast.
[ It's just a little embarrassing, the way his whole body wrenches taut with tension as he bites into his sleeve. But it's better than making any more pained noises, probably. ]
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The hell does that even mean. You're hard to kill. What, you can just take bullets?
[ Great. Yet another person that he'd pegged as being fairly normal before ending up here, only to find out they're also some flavor of fantasy- or sci-fi-influenced freak.
But in the meantime -- the warning is much appreciated. Gen grits his teeth, nods, then untangles his hand from Paul's sleeve. Just so he can bring his forearm to his face. His words are slightly muffled, muttered into the fabric of sleeve when he mumbles, ]
Just do it fast.
[ It's just a little embarrassing, the way his whole body wrenches taut with tension as he bites into his sleeve. But it's better than making any more pained noises, probably. ]