[ Genji just grabs one of the bottles of sake, pops the cork and just takes a big swig right out of the bottle. His movements are such a stark contrast to the older, cyborg version of himself. Harsh and uncouth as opposed to methodical and graceful.
He wipes at his mouth with the back of his hand. ]
You explained it. Don't really care about anything else.
[ He's... curious about the person he woke up next to. Was he sleeping with him or something? If he's going to believe this 'you get older' bullshit. But that guy didn't seem to want to touch anybody, why would he be in bed with him?
But Genji as a young man denies his heart anything genuine, so he doesn't ask about Shigeru. And just takes another gulp of sake. ]
Eh? [ He puts the bottle down and grabs for something sweet. ] Twenty three. Who gives a shit?
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He wipes at his mouth with the back of his hand. ]
You explained it. Don't really care about anything else.
[ He's... curious about the person he woke up next to. Was he sleeping with him or something? If he's going to believe this 'you get older' bullshit. But that guy didn't seem to want to touch anybody, why would he be in bed with him?
But Genji as a young man denies his heart anything genuine, so he doesn't ask about Shigeru. And just takes another gulp of sake. ]
Eh? [ He puts the bottle down and grabs for something sweet. ] Twenty three. Who gives a shit?