[ So the guy doesn't even use them -- whatever tenuous trust he might have had in Silco fades just a little more. And while he gets it on a rational level, knows that someone of Silco's statue probably has limitations when it comes to actually accomplishing anything out on the battlefield ... that casual way he speaks about 'experimenting with substances,' 'offering them to others' makes his skin crawl. It reminds him a bit too much of the way she had talked about matters back home.
... which isn't to say his interest in this subject vanishes completely.
Even as his eyes follow the movements of Silco's fingers, brow lowered, Gen is only quiet for a moment before giving a deadpan response: ]
And what's the downsides.
[ Fuck, he wishes he knew more about this shit. Trying to maintain this pretense at composed rationality is hard when he knows he's practically blind about the subject. The hard edge to his voice sounds a little forced, his bluster a little too pronounced when he continues quickly. ]
Feels good, makes you stronger, no pain -- sounds like the sorta shit you wouldn't stop taking, if it's as you say. So there's gotta be a downside. What does it to -- melt your brains? Leave you blind afterward?
no subject
... which isn't to say his interest in this subject vanishes completely.
Even as his eyes follow the movements of Silco's fingers, brow lowered, Gen is only quiet for a moment before giving a deadpan response: ]
And what's the downsides.
[ Fuck, he wishes he knew more about this shit. Trying to maintain this pretense at composed rationality is hard when he knows he's practically blind about the subject. The hard edge to his voice sounds a little forced, his bluster a little too pronounced when he continues quickly. ]
Feels good, makes you stronger, no pain -- sounds like the sorta shit you wouldn't stop taking, if it's as you say. So there's gotta be a downside. What does it to -- melt your brains? Leave you blind afterward?