[ Yeah, he can tell Amos doesn't really mean that 'sorry' but -- whatever. Amos being a little late to this meeting is hardly the biggest problem at the moment.
Amos might feel a sharp gaze prickling at him as he takes his seat with the way Gen's looking him over critically. It doens't go amiss that he's looking a little more cleaned up now compared to the day before, even if he's still looking a far cry from his usual self. Gen wonders how much of that is thanks to Misa, and makes a mental note to himself to ask her later how that whole mess went.
But for the moment, Gen only gives a low huff before shifting in his seat to face the bar once more. Takes a big swig of his drink before saying, ]
Why d'you keep looking at me like that. [ It had been hard to miss the odd, sympathetic shiver that rippled down his spine, after all. An oddly tight feeling in his gut that had lingered for a moment before being squelched. Something that feels terribly familiar, but he can't quite place in this context. (Or maybe doesn't want to place.) ] You were like that yesterday, too. Looked at me like you'd seen a ghost or something. You that surprised I'd come looking for you?
[ Gen only gives Amos a sideways glance before returning his gaze to his drink; it's the absolutely minimum level of consideration one can give in this situation, permitting Amos that room to breathe without being stared at, but at least it's something. ]
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Amos might feel a sharp gaze prickling at him as he takes his seat with the way Gen's looking him over critically. It doens't go amiss that he's looking a little more cleaned up now compared to the day before, even if he's still looking a far cry from his usual self. Gen wonders how much of that is thanks to Misa, and makes a mental note to himself to ask her later how that whole mess went.
But for the moment, Gen only gives a low huff before shifting in his seat to face the bar once more. Takes a big swig of his drink before saying, ]
Why d'you keep looking at me like that. [ It had been hard to miss the odd, sympathetic shiver that rippled down his spine, after all. An oddly tight feeling in his gut that had lingered for a moment before being squelched. Something that feels terribly familiar, but he can't quite place in this context. (Or maybe doesn't want to place.) ] You were like that yesterday, too. Looked at me like you'd seen a ghost or something. You that surprised I'd come looking for you?
[ Gen only gives Amos a sideways glance before returning his gaze to his drink; it's the absolutely minimum level of consideration one can give in this situation, permitting Amos that room to breathe without being stared at, but at least it's something. ]