Genji would be happy to play the game with Takame outside of the mission. It made him feel like an old man, a little, but he still liked the idea. The question of what he's learned has him tilting his head, bird like, for a moment, and then he speaks as they wait for a chance at the drinks.
"While I can't vouch for seeing the drugs with my own eyes, I have spoken to several guards who have. It sounds like it can make a man into quite a danger if it doesn't kill him first," he answers back, tilting his head a little and fluttering his eyes as if answering a flirtatious question.
The drinks weren't interesting to him while he had the mission on his mind. He would partake only to keep up appearances. He was not one to hide his expression, there was no need as it rarely changed, but further confirmation of what they were briefed on did not bode well.
"It is as we were told, then." Said to himself, mostly. "And they seek to utilize such artificial strength for this... tournament." his voice is even, still close to a whisper. In his words was a hint of disgust, but not surprise.
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"While I can't vouch for seeing the drugs with my own eyes, I have spoken to several guards who have. It sounds like it can make a man into quite a danger if it doesn't kill him first," he answers back, tilting his head a little and fluttering his eyes as if answering a flirtatious question.
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"It is as we were told, then." Said to himself, mostly. "And they seek to utilize such artificial strength for this... tournament." his voice is even, still close to a whisper. In his words was a hint of disgust, but not surprise.