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Genevieve grits her teeth at his refusal. This man was going to drop one day if this is how he reacted to all medical treatment. She was sure that she could have fixed his wounds quickly enough to go back and get more supplies. It was obvious though that he wouldn’t shift his opinion, stubborn as a mule. 

She shifts away a bit as the stranger comes up, memorizing the directions given verbally by the burly man. Kenji begins walking, his limp driving a nail into Gens skull. This man…she sighs, moving next to him. 

At his question she pauses her thoughts, looking over to him, “Oh,” she hums. She knew that something of the sort would come up eventually, she should have had a better answer. Although, everyone has something awful in their past, she isn’t special in that sense. 
“Well…” she begins, messing a bit with her hair, pushing annoying strands from her vision. 

“I just…wanted to see the world. Being a traveling doctor costs too much everywhere else. And besides, I’ve always had an interest in piracy. You all have a type of freedom, being on the sea, not answering to anyone but your captain.” She hums, “Freedom is a luxury to me, so when I saw a chance, I took it.”