Gene had only just poured himself a drink. He glances at the thing, pauses - and immediately drains his glass. Then there's a nervous glance over toward Alex - he definitely doesn't want her waking up and being confronted with this - before he looks at the hand.

'...you get that I really don't want to see my future, I hope?'

Though he's fairly sure this thing won't care. It just gives off that aura, and it's not like the other two were very sympathetic.