[ Sebastian is met with silence for a moment -- not hesitation, but deliberation. The connection between them stews with sharp consideration and unsubtle caution. Gen's never been shy about how little he trusts (or likes) Sebastian, after all. But after that moment passes, there's a little psychic puff of resignation -- the equivalent of a sigh -- before he grits, flatly: ]
Aetos.
[ There's no sigh of falsehood or duplicity across this Communion. Gen is either telling the truth, or is a phenomenal liar. ]
no subject
Aetos.
[ There's no sigh of falsehood or duplicity across this Communion. Gen is either telling the truth, or is a phenomenal liar. ]
I have an in with him.