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Genevieve finds herself genuinely amused at his answer, although she could have suspected as much. Given the type of people around here, she would be willing to bet that any shop keeper within a 30 mile radius would have fallen for Kenjis small con. 
“I-“

She finds herself cut off as she hears someone yell “China man!” In a very familiar voice. At this she turns, seeing two women from the ship whose names, among many…many others, Genevieve has neglected to learn. She’ll learn if they come for healing, if not, she is tired and her memory sucks, so…there’s that. 
Gen watches as they come over and mention the fight. 
Fuck that’s right, she still needs to get Kenji bandaged up. And definitely disinfect where that brutes tooth had hit, damn, she really needs to…

Genevieve’s thought branches off into a million segments, like rivers, gears turning as she goes on a tangent in her mind. 
The world was interesting, certainly more exciting than back home, although that was like comparing the taste of ale to the taste of mint tea. There was hardly a comparison. 

She didn’t notice that they started walking again, or that Kenji began talking again until the last half of his afterthought, a strange moment to be drawn back down to earth, “Hm? Oh, yes…” she hesitates before thinking of what she managed to hear, “See what drawn?” She asks, looking back up to him for a moment, her eyes wide as if they were how she heard things and she was attempting to understand better with them.