06-15-2010, 10:47 PM
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Pendzez seemed at a loss for words. That suited Geneva just fine. She didn't have many words to offer him in conversation. She didn't even want to be around others, but she would not wish them away either. She knew that Pendzez had a right to be here, just as she did. She wasn't in the mood for conflict, but she wasn't in the mood for peace. Geneva's mood was scattered and she did not have the energy to pick up the pieces, and thus could not make sense of this situation.
Pendzez seemed at a loss for words. That suited Geneva just fine. She didn't have many words to offer him in conversation. She didn't even want to be around others, but she would not wish them away either. She knew that Pendzez had a right to be here, just as she did. She wasn't in the mood for conflict, but she wasn't in the mood for peace. Geneva's mood was scattered and she did not have the energy to pick up the pieces, and thus could not make sense of this situation.
Of course, none of this was Pendzez's fault. She wouldn't begrudge him being here or talking to her. She had once been his sub-leader. Once. And now she didn't know what the hell she was - but to him, it seemed as though she was still part of the whole. It was something nice to consider, for a change. "Not much, not really. I haven't been talking to him, or listening, to be honest."