[ The game Sebastian plays at, it does its job. Silco can feel his mind twisting over it, considering that possibility. How could he Stop, when the prospect was simply presented as something so possible. That option was...rife with potential. The thought that a demon's power could offer him total domination over his enemies was tempting, although while Silco desired power, he hasn't been tipped over the edge yet. No, he would need one more little facet to fall into place, something that hadn't happened. Yet.

It does not stop Silco from considering, winding his head around it, thinking it through. Thinking of what it could mean for him. Sebastian will be able to see the hunger in his eyes, or the way he ran a finger down his lip in consideration.

Cast, hook, and reeled in. ]

I cannot imagine the use of a soul, if I can be frank. At least to a human. [ Or so he thought. Perhaps there was something to it that he didn't know about, but he'd only heard the term used when one died, and when the preachers on the street tried to convert desperate and needy passers by. It hadn't been the sort of the thing Silco had spent much time contemplating. ]

It seems like something of an even trade. If it were me, of course.

[ If it were me, he said. Silco did have the feeling that this wasn't presented to him for idle curiosity. No. Sebastian was crafty, deliberate. He'd only known him briefly, but it was long enough that Silco had a high estimation of the demon. A rarity, perhaps, but Sebastian had certainly saved him, at great cost to himself -- or seemingly great cost to himself. It made him keenly aware of the prospect that Sebastian had brought up. That it wasn't done for no reason.

No, Silco didn't think this was idle chatter, even if the game was still obscured to him. ]

I'm sure you're already looking for a new... [ Master? Victim? Contractor? ] Soul, if the option is available to you.