In all reality, Solomon didn't seem all that bad. He seemed genuinely charming. And he seemed gentlemanly to boot. There shouldn't have been much to dislike about him.

But this is in some ways an even worse nightmare to face than finding out that Regal had some rather dubious history with Presea. That was his crush; this is his sister. He hadn't been there to get accustomed to this. He didn't know who this guy was. But his presence—or perhaps not his presence but more the mere knowledge that there was someone else in the picture—had transmogrified this rather familiar and homely place into something that is as foreign to him as the foreigners are to the kedan.

And in a world that's as uninviting as this one, it just made him want to push it all away.

There's a shake of his head. "Actually, don't bother with the tea," Genis says. There's some force behind his words. It's not necessarily anger, but there's definitely a strong sense that he's not at peace with this turn of events. He hops up from the chair, unable to sit still there while the room suddenly feels like it's practically suffocating him. There really isn't space for him here, is there? "Don't mind me. I don't want to be an interruption."

And with that, he just starts to head for the door.