Today in particular, Gen wondered? Hm. Maybe he knew one of the people who'd left, shuffling off like they were on auto-pilot. Gen considered a moment, biting the inside of his lip.

"Perhaps you'd like some tea, or hot chocolate, in the kitchen?" Gen offered. "I'm very good at listening, but if you're not in the mood to talk, I'm also very good at pressing buttons on the hot water kettle as you sit and try not to think about heavy thoughts."