[The message makes Genesis strung up with worry. He isn't very good with the thought of illness. Belanus had made him worried enough before. And for the past days, he had been trying to help Zexion out as well, helping him soothe the unending tightness in his balls. But then there's talk of going to the hospital and getting everything red.
The words trigger memories in Genesis' mind: the blood gushing endlessly from his shoulder turning everything red, collapsing, and getting carted off to the laboratories.
I'm afraid.
The words echo his own thoughts in those memories and all other thoughts leave him.]
Zexion...
[He isn't sure himself if the doctors at Ariel are to be trusted. They could help, this city was free from most illnesses, after all. But still, his distrust of anyone in the medical profession was still very high.]
I... [He swallows. He's anxious.] I don't want you to go in alone. [He has his business, but still a thought hounds the back of his mind-- a fear that if Zexion comes in, he won't come back to him.]
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The words trigger memories in Genesis' mind: the blood gushing endlessly from his shoulder turning everything red, collapsing, and getting carted off to the laboratories.
I'm afraid.
The words echo his own thoughts in those memories and all other thoughts leave him.]
Zexion...
[He isn't sure himself if the doctors at Ariel are to be trusted. They could help, this city was free from most illnesses, after all. But still, his distrust of anyone in the medical profession was still very high.]
I... [He swallows. He's anxious.] I don't want you to go in alone. [He has his business, but still a thought hounds the back of his mind-- a fear that if Zexion comes in, he won't come back to him.]