You think I give enough of a shit about you to make up a whole fake backstory for you?
[ The shitty retort that Gen gives probably isn't far from what might be expected of him regardless of circumstances. But the ire he feels now is starting to veer on being personal, the edges of his words even sharper than the usual brand of teenage petulance he exudes by default, and Gen seethes in silence for a moment as he tries to understand what's happening.
He isn't misremembering anything. He wants to misremember things. Hates that he'd had others' memories foisted upon him during those cursed days in Venera, and wishes he could abandon him. But no, he remembers those glimpses of Barnaby's life all too clearly -- the flash of too many journalists' cameras, the sight of an older man doubled over trying to hide a wound, the casual give-and-take of ridiculous nicknames. Bunny. Tiger. ]
-- Kotetsu. [ It had taken him a moment to recall the exact name, but Gen spits it out venomously as he meets Barnaby's gaze and holds it ferociously. Willing, demanding that the other remember it, because it's an unfair burden that he never asked for if he's the one who has to remember it instead. ] Your own partner's name. Kotetsu. Are you really so much of an ungrateful, unfaithful piece of shit you won't even remember that?
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[ The shitty retort that Gen gives probably isn't far from what might be expected of him regardless of circumstances. But the ire he feels now is starting to veer on being personal, the edges of his words even sharper than the usual brand of teenage petulance he exudes by default, and Gen seethes in silence for a moment as he tries to understand what's happening.
He isn't misremembering anything. He wants to misremember things. Hates that he'd had others' memories foisted upon him during those cursed days in Venera, and wishes he could abandon him. But no, he remembers those glimpses of Barnaby's life all too clearly -- the flash of too many journalists' cameras, the sight of an older man doubled over trying to hide a wound, the casual give-and-take of ridiculous nicknames. Bunny. Tiger. ]
-- Kotetsu. [ It had taken him a moment to recall the exact name, but Gen spits it out venomously as he meets Barnaby's gaze and holds it ferociously. Willing, demanding that the other remember it, because it's an unfair burden that he never asked for if he's the one who has to remember it instead. ] Your own partner's name. Kotetsu. Are you really so much of an ungrateful, unfaithful piece of shit you won't even remember that?