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He was caught off guard as Nirvana began tugging harshly at his hair, having to slowly pry it from her grabby little fingers. At Eurythmic’s statement he frowned, “I was caught up with Nirvana.” He claimed with an obvious sounding tone, raising a questioning brow to his wife.

As she, too dragged him by his hair he let a disgruntled grunt, “Why always my hair?” He huffed, but made no move to resist. He could see the sun beginning to rise, and once again felt that pang of loss, knowing that under different circumstances he could see the world in the light.

“Those meetings don’t benefit me in anyway.” He said with a tired voice. He’s spoke of this before- the meetings just make him bored and disinterested, as he had ‘greater plans than she could ever manage’. He never elaborated on it when asked about it, though.

He shot a half glare towards Bohemian Rhapsody, rolling his eyes.

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He shook his head at Eisidisi’s idea, “Why would I spar someone just for the sake of it? It’s useless.” Genji could never understand how a man could have a thirst for violence and battle- he only fought when he had to.

“Do I like Kars?” His cheeks took on a light pinkish tone just from the absurdity of the question.

“No, why would you ask that? I barely even speak to the man.” He sputtered out- it was true, though. He didn’t know much about Kars despite his name being spoken everywhere he looked, and he had no interest in knowing the man anywhere past an acquintance level.