[ Mayuzumi's face definitely looks more irritated with life than usual, since the merchandise shop he just exited sold out of the figure he'd been interested in picking up and he's going to have to hunt it down somewhere else. Even so, he doesn't actually think Gen's talking to him at first rather than another passersby, because who just talks to a guy with zero presence out of the blue? This isn't normally a thing that happens to him.

So he's a little startled when Gen kind of sidles on up to him. ]

Wait, you meant me? Uh, yeah, I guess there's something...

[ He stares down at the outstretched palm. ]

...Three thousand years sounds pretty impressive, I gotta say.

[ It also sounds like total nonsense. ]