Interacting with: [@Tally Dor] and [@Dark Light]
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Genevieve watches the interaction, her chest tightening anxiously. Although, why did Kenji look at her when he said that? And did she really have to go with him to get her supplies? Maybe he would help, maybe it was just this interaction… whatever the case, apparently she was going with him thoigh. 

Gen’s eyes widen slightly when Ishaan takes out her matches. She didn’t expect that, honestly part of her thought that she would be kicked off, or something harsh for distracting ship members.
 But, as he extends his hand, she exhales softly, her eyes finding her matches in his hand. He was…giving them back? Why? She supposed it was silly to ask why, and she certainly wasn’t going to voice her question. 
No, she would play this safe. 
Her hand goes to take the matches, holding the box so tight her knuckles nearly turn white. “Thank you.” She says, nodding her head to him in acknowledgment of what he advised. Yeah there was not a chance she was leaving them exposed again. 

Once she is dismissed, she nods again, going up to the deck swiftly. She didn’t know why he gave them back, it was kind…she sighs. Right now she needs to focus on going into town and getting supplies. With Kenji…ugh. 
As the salty breeze  hits her face, her hair blowing into her eyes slightly, she relaxes. She loves this. Being free. At least, far more free than she was before at least. 

Gen lets her eyes wander the ship, the sun making them look a kind of amber color. Once she spots Kenji, she huffs softly, shoving her matches in the back she kept across her back along with her money. She walks over, “You are not obligated to accompany me.” She says, putting it out there. She didn’t know yet if she actually minded or not, but she did know that she didn’t want anyone to feel forced to go anywhere with her.