[ To his meager credit Gen listens quietly, his gaze fixed on some indistinct point on the floor and flickering up only briefly to study Misa's demeanor before drifting away once more. And while, yeah, the clear differences between what Misa had been through and what he'd attempted to do with Makina does have a prickle of annoyance bubbling at the back of his throat ... When Misa finishes and silence fills the air between them, Gen waits for a moment before unfolding his arms just so he can make a vague gesture towards her. ]
Sit down. [ It's not said harshly enough to be an order, more of a brusque suggestion. ] You look like you're gonna faint.
[ Then he crosses his arms and leans back against the wall. Somehow, he gets the feeling this indication that he has no intention of stepping any further into the room will do more to put her at ease than any attempt to just shove her into the closest chair. That said, he thinks, head thumping lightly against the wall when he lets it roll back; he's aching for another smoke already and instead chews on his lip to keep himself distracted.
... to be honest, he can't help thinking it's still her fault in part. A celebrity walking around alone that late at night? Stupid of her not to have gotten someone to tag along with her. Don't celebrities have managers and shit? But he's not so tactless that he'll say any of that out loud. Especially not given what she'd said about her circumstances -- the death of her parents, something she sounds much more hurt by now. ... what, was she just playing at being strong the last time she brought it up? For what purpose? ... idiot.
Ultimately, regardless of whatever mitigating factors he wants to nitpick at, the conclusion he's forced to reach is the same -- what she went through was fucked up, on top of an already fucked-up life. No wonder he's constantly gotten the sense that there's something fundamentally wrong with her. ]
... must've been hard.
[ It's said quietly, but his words are spoken clearly, with no further hesitation.
He won't apologize for what he said; what else could Misa have expected, after saying something like that to him? But -- he'll at least walk back how much he'd downplayed what she'd been through. It's difficult for him to fully visualize how Misa must have felt, but on some abstract level, he gets it. Her plight isn't one he should have trivialized. ]
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Sit down. [ It's not said harshly enough to be an order, more of a brusque suggestion. ] You look like you're gonna faint.
[ Then he crosses his arms and leans back against the wall. Somehow, he gets the feeling this indication that he has no intention of stepping any further into the room will do more to put her at ease than any attempt to just shove her into the closest chair. That said, he thinks, head thumping lightly against the wall when he lets it roll back; he's aching for another smoke already and instead chews on his lip to keep himself distracted.
... to be honest, he can't help thinking it's still her fault in part. A celebrity walking around alone that late at night? Stupid of her not to have gotten someone to tag along with her. Don't celebrities have managers and shit? But he's not so tactless that he'll say any of that out loud. Especially not given what she'd said about her circumstances -- the death of her parents, something she sounds much more hurt by now. ... what, was she just playing at being strong the last time she brought it up? For what purpose? ... idiot.
Ultimately, regardless of whatever mitigating factors he wants to nitpick at, the conclusion he's forced to reach is the same -- what she went through was fucked up, on top of an already fucked-up life. No wonder he's constantly gotten the sense that there's something fundamentally wrong with her. ]
... must've been hard.
[ It's said quietly, but his words are spoken clearly, with no further hesitation.
He won't apologize for what he said; what else could Misa have expected, after saying something like that to him? But -- he'll at least walk back how much he'd downplayed what she'd been through. It's difficult for him to fully visualize how Misa must have felt, but on some abstract level, he gets it. Her plight isn't one he should have trivialized. ]
How'd you get out of it. Cops?