[ It's not like he trusts Silco at all. It's really not. But ...
Gen might put up a tough front, but he's still young; there are cracks to his stoic facade. Though he scowls in response to Silco's words, the way he lets his gaze slide aside after a moment makes it obvious he's giving the other's proposition some thought. Dirt grits underfoot as he shifts his weight from one foot to the other, and fabric rustles as he winds his fingers into his sleeve. ]
... what kinds of substances?
[ He's only asking out of curiosity, he tells himself. Just figuring out his options. But Gen can't forget the fact that he'd directly made Estinien his enemy -- and since he's not planning on just lying down and letting himself get killed, he'll probably need every advantage he can get.
So Gen gives a low huff, like he's just humoring a line of conversation that he thinks is stupid, before adding, ]
And the hell do you mean, 'experimenting.' You just been fucking yourself up with that stuff and going to town in those arenas or something?
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Gen might put up a tough front, but he's still young; there are cracks to his stoic facade. Though he scowls in response to Silco's words, the way he lets his gaze slide aside after a moment makes it obvious he's giving the other's proposition some thought. Dirt grits underfoot as he shifts his weight from one foot to the other, and fabric rustles as he winds his fingers into his sleeve. ]
... what kinds of substances?
[ He's only asking out of curiosity, he tells himself. Just figuring out his options. But Gen can't forget the fact that he'd directly made Estinien his enemy -- and since he's not planning on just lying down and letting himself get killed, he'll probably need every advantage he can get.
So Gen gives a low huff, like he's just humoring a line of conversation that he thinks is stupid, before adding, ]
And the hell do you mean, 'experimenting.' You just been fucking yourself up with that stuff and going to town in those arenas or something?