[ ... it can't be that bad if Silco is offering it so casually, right?

He's still not inclined to depend on outside help easily, illicit substances included. And drugs were always dangerous territory back in his hometown; dealing with anything drug-related was just asking for trouble from the yakuza proper, and his father had always impressed upon him that he had to know his place and not fuck with the wrong people. But still. But still.

There's a non-insignificant pause where Gen simply regards Silco, his gaze sharp with caution. And though he finally does respond at a quiet deadpan, his tone of voice languid -- ]

Yeah, I guess. But maybe next time. Dunno about you, but I usually try and get to know people a bit first before I let'em treat me to something.

[ -- his refusal is more a testament to his distrustful nature than a lack of persuasiveness on Silco's part. Even as he turns away, Gen's gaze lingers on Silco for far too long to mask his very obvious interest in what Silco might be able to grant him. ]

I'll hit you up next time I'm in the mood for a buzz.