[ Of course Gen snaps that irate response almost before Set's even finished speaking, his own voice bristling with agitation. Though -- it's not hard to tell that some of the venom's leeched from his demeanor. Maybe it's exhaustion, maybe it's the demoralization of Zenith's loss, or maybe it's something more (they both know it's something more), but he just can't seem to muster the same level of vitriol that he had during the fight for the last Oracle.
He doesn't bother broadcasting that image of Set's object sat near the edge of the cliff any more, the image fading out to instead leave the churning, uneasy darkness of his mindscape. Irritation and upset render the very air hot and itchy to breathe, and there's the sizzle of agitation crackling through the air even when Gen simply glowers at Set for a moment longer, looking for the right words. ]
... I was planning on keeping my end of the deal. [ To his meager credit, the two jars do seem perfectly untouched despite all the chaos that had ravaged the garden. Gen had squirreled them away safe and sound during all of it. ] If you just did as I told you, and didn't intervene when we had the prism, these'd already be back with you. What the hell were you thinking?
no subject
[ Of course Gen snaps that irate response almost before Set's even finished speaking, his own voice bristling with agitation. Though -- it's not hard to tell that some of the venom's leeched from his demeanor. Maybe it's exhaustion, maybe it's the demoralization of Zenith's loss, or maybe it's something more (they both know it's something more), but he just can't seem to muster the same level of vitriol that he had during the fight for the last Oracle.
He doesn't bother broadcasting that image of Set's object sat near the edge of the cliff any more, the image fading out to instead leave the churning, uneasy darkness of his mindscape. Irritation and upset render the very air hot and itchy to breathe, and there's the sizzle of agitation crackling through the air even when Gen simply glowers at Set for a moment longer, looking for the right words. ]
... I was planning on keeping my end of the deal. [ To his meager credit, the two jars do seem perfectly untouched despite all the chaos that had ravaged the garden. Gen had squirreled them away safe and sound during all of it. ] If you just did as I told you, and didn't intervene when we had the prism, these'd already be back with you. What the hell were you thinking?