[he inquired out of worry not expecting genya to make pull out cash and switching things up on him. muichiro wasn’t about to let the older boy cover the meals. he made the invitation he would pay. there is no feeling he is being unnecessarily stubborn. in this situation he should cover costs, especially when he could.
the gold coins are regarded briefly before his small, worn (but childlike hand) closes genus’s around the offered payment. a slow shake of his head follows. his gaze upwards meeting genya’s eyes.] I’ll pay. Save this for another time. Who knows what’s to come. We may need their currency then.
[after a moment a smile is worn. strained and yet open, friendly. his hand is pulled back. if he’s in pain it no longer shows in his movements as he motions for genya to follow.]
no subject
the gold coins are regarded briefly before his small, worn (but childlike hand) closes genus’s around the offered payment. a slow shake of his head follows. his gaze upwards meeting genya’s eyes.] I’ll pay. Save this for another time. Who knows what’s to come. We may need their currency then.
[after a moment a smile is worn. strained and yet open, friendly. his hand is pulled back. if he’s in pain it no longer shows in his movements as he motions for genya to follow.]