[ On his end, Gen gives zero thought to any confusion or inner turmoil that Lottie might be dealing with. Once she gives her preferences he only gives a noncommittal grunt in acknowledgement before moving accordingly -- trudging forward towards that run-down house where its gate sways slightly in a breeze. ]
How would I know?
[ Honestly, Lottie probably shouldn't have expected anything helpful from him in that vein -- even if Gen might have answered the question properly, she won't get much use out of knowing how long a sprained wrist will heal, huh.
Still, at least she can find some meager comfort in knowing Gen isn't just ignoring her injury. He's definitely taking care not to whack her against the sides of the open gateway as he trudges in, keeping his gait measured and steady as he takes them across a small garden. The house beyond it seems equally scuffed, its door open a crack; it definitely looks like looters have gotten their fill of the place before skedaddling, given how deathly silent the place is.
The door swings quietly on its hinges as Gen jerks it open with his foot. ]
'Scuse me.
[ Even that loud declaration of his entry merits no response; the house remains quiet and still as Gen sighs, then turns to begin lowering Lottie back down to the ground just inside the entryway. ]
Here, your parents can do whatever now, so you'll be fine. Now get off me.
god he doesn't deserve the privilege of getting stabbed by lottie
How would I know?
[ Honestly, Lottie probably shouldn't have expected anything helpful from him in that vein -- even if Gen might have answered the question properly, she won't get much use out of knowing how long a sprained wrist will heal, huh.
Still, at least she can find some meager comfort in knowing Gen isn't just ignoring her injury. He's definitely taking care not to whack her against the sides of the open gateway as he trudges in, keeping his gait measured and steady as he takes them across a small garden. The house beyond it seems equally scuffed, its door open a crack; it definitely looks like looters have gotten their fill of the place before skedaddling, given how deathly silent the place is.
The door swings quietly on its hinges as Gen jerks it open with his foot. ]
'Scuse me.
[ Even that loud declaration of his entry merits no response; the house remains quiet and still as Gen sighs, then turns to begin lowering Lottie back down to the ground just inside the entryway. ]
Here, your parents can do whatever now, so you'll be fine. Now get off me.