[If Gamzee were a boy to give extensive thought to such things in the first place, this would not be how he'd expect their reunion to go. Though, knowing them and how they handle conflict, it should have been.]

[As it is, though, Gamzee had no expectations for how their meeting would go today. He was just happy to have Beat back in his general vicinity once more. Truthfully, he'd thought the kid had grown tired of him, and just left him without a word.]

[Stoned as fuck, Gamzee always took a minute or two before responding to Beat. He'd stare, emotionless, at the far wall, his eyes just slits and barely open. He looked like he was in deep thought about something, but really he wasn't thinking about anything at all. It was awesome.]

...Ain't hungry yet.

[He took another drag, sighing out the opaque plume of smoke and shifting to his side on the couch so he could see Beat better down on the ground.]

Surprise at a motherfucker when all you do bring somethin' back.

[...]

Thought you wasn't wanting to chill no more.