Gen gave Roland a weak little smile. "Nefarious is pretty right. There is simply no rationale to it - it's not as if they only targeted part of the world and left their own country intact, or something. Whoever did this ... it's as if they had it out or humanity themselves, which seems ridiculous."

His thumb was rubbing against Senku's hand, and he snorted. "Spoilers. It doesn't count if I was there to see that future, dearest."

And his grip tightened just slightly at the socialization bit. Senku was far from a social butterfly, but this much Gen had guessed before. He was human, and he needed people like any other human being did. Being aware for thousands of years, being alone for six months - it's something Gen worried over from the moment he saw that date carved into the tree, how a man enduring that could stay sane.

Roland got a wry look. "My friend, if Senku-chan's endurance didn't level up during all that time he survived on his own - hunting and fishing and building what he needed to survive before he woke Taiju - then it's not something positive thinking and exercise can fix. Of course he does put in the effort to do any work he drags me into, or asks Taiju or other muscle-y members of our group to do. If you'd like to help, you can help me keep him from wearing himself out too fast."