[ Silco's half-fierce smile at the statement about toxic blood is his only response. It's almost something that doesn't quite fit on his face -- the look of a monster that peeked out for just a moment, flitted to the surface from under the depths, before it slunk back into the dark depths, and Silco smothered it like he did most things. Silco had, after all, felt his blood mingle wit the pollution and toxins, and while it didn't linger...
The effects did.
It's only momentary, before he's back to smoothing his hair, and sipping at his drink, to listen to Sebastian move on with the conversation. He was interested to hear more about what he'd heard, and listened, intent. Nothing so far was new, that the Shard-Bearers were considered important, and that they had access to Yima's ear was expected.
His eyes drew to Sebastian, when he asked about the island. ]
That's the vacation spot, yes? I heard the days are supposedly warm and sunny... Ideal, according to some.
[ Not Silco, obviously. ]
And that nobody sticks around at night. It seemed to be a... breadbasket, so I have focused more on learning about Highstorm. [ Then, curiously, he leaned forward. ] Did you hear something?
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The effects did.
It's only momentary, before he's back to smoothing his hair, and sipping at his drink, to listen to Sebastian move on with the conversation. He was interested to hear more about what he'd heard, and listened, intent. Nothing so far was new, that the Shard-Bearers were considered important, and that they had access to Yima's ear was expected.
His eyes drew to Sebastian, when he asked about the island. ]
That's the vacation spot, yes? I heard the days are supposedly warm and sunny... Ideal, according to some.
[ Not Silco, obviously. ]
And that nobody sticks around at night. It seemed to be a... breadbasket, so I have focused more on learning about Highstorm. [ Then, curiously, he leaned forward. ] Did you hear something?