That's what they say. [But, yeah, maybe it's good he hang on anyway. Despite how it probably looked like Genos was a child holding onto an adults sleeve doing this.
He closes his eyes to help concentrate, thinking about the temple he had been told was his own and the shrine therein he had been told about. There's a vague sense of motion sickness and nausea that passes over him, and he thinks that's a good sign. Cracking one eye open, he breathes in relief. He wasn't sure if teleporting could lead to something horrible, like in movies like The Fly, but if it could it didn't happen this time.]
Welcome...home?
[The shrine is in the villa, but in an open air alcove, no roof over it and the walls low enough even Genos could see over them that there's nothing but wide, flat green plains around with some trees dotted here or there.]
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He closes his eyes to help concentrate, thinking about the temple he had been told was his own and the shrine therein he had been told about. There's a vague sense of motion sickness and nausea that passes over him, and he thinks that's a good sign. Cracking one eye open, he breathes in relief. He wasn't sure if teleporting could lead to something horrible, like in movies like The Fly, but if it could it didn't happen this time.]
Welcome...home?
[The shrine is in the villa, but in an open air alcove, no roof over it and the walls low enough even Genos could see over them that there's nothing but wide, flat green plains around with some trees dotted here or there.]