[ As if Silco would ever need a reason to target Caitlyn. She represented everything he's hated since he was a boy. ]

My side of the story, hm? [ His tone is guarded. After all, there are very few who would have many stories to tell. As much as Silco sold himself as unpopular, he'd kept his actions to the shadows. He had sold out their allies in secret, and nobody had even known he'd sold Howl to the Regent. Even now. ]

I do not need a drink to loosen up. [ No, Silco didn't loosen. He was tense as iron at all times, a knife ready to strike. ] Although I will hardly turn down a single one. I know what my limit is, and when to stop. [ Then, he smiled, almost... almost, pleasantly. It's not quite there, but it's close. As if he were following his advice.

The look he achieves is a very sarcastic compliance. ]

I ran a bar for many years. I'm well aware of what secrets one can find from loose lips.