Nico was a teenaged boy. Gen could lead him to water, but he certainly couldn’t force him to drink it. Maybe, however, next time he spoke to a neurodiverse individual … he might not say ‘aren’t you smart enough to figure it out’ to their face.

Gen smiled knowingly and mock-shuddered. “Oh, we’d both agree with you there. That creepy thing that petrified us all to begin with was trying to entice us with immortality - that’s a hard pass for me, my friend.”