Hm. [ His tone is thoughtful, but considering. ] I already have someone for that.
[ He says it, while his hand came to his chin, thinking, an offhand statement. Not important, clearly. Even though...when did he have the time to find someone who would teach him to shoot? (He wouldn't be taking any lessons, regardless.) His fingers drug across his lips, as he considered what Amos said. That was a real shame. He'd been... incredible with it. Brutish and brutal, his hands had ripped That Thing to pieces, and Silco had delighted in the fact that it was in the right veins at last.
It was an incredible disappointment. Mind, that wouldn't stop him in a pinch, would it? Not that he would say that out loud... ]
A shame, considering you were so confident you weren't susceptible to the after-effects. [ He said, it, idle. His hand moved, and he inspected dust under a fingernail. ]
I understand that you may be...concerned. With the effects. That's legitimate. In fact, it's wise. However, if we find something as large as That Thing, we may have no choice.
[ He remembered it. Large, imposing. They might fight something like that again. Perhaps not, as well, but unlike Amos, Silco didn't mind a little destruction on the path to victory. ]
How do you feel about a compromise? Not unless absolutely necessary -- or if we find a way to...mitigate the side-effects.
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[ He says it, while his hand came to his chin, thinking, an offhand statement. Not important, clearly. Even though...when did he have the time to find someone who would teach him to shoot? (He wouldn't be taking any lessons, regardless.) His fingers drug across his lips, as he considered what Amos said. That was a real shame. He'd been... incredible with it. Brutish and brutal, his hands had ripped That Thing to pieces, and Silco had delighted in the fact that it was in the right veins at last.
It was an incredible disappointment. Mind, that wouldn't stop him in a pinch, would it? Not that he would say that out loud... ]
A shame, considering you were so confident you weren't susceptible to the after-effects. [ He said, it, idle. His hand moved, and he inspected dust under a fingernail. ]
I understand that you may be...concerned. With the effects. That's legitimate. In fact, it's wise. However, if we find something as large as That Thing, we may have no choice.
[ He remembered it. Large, imposing. They might fight something like that again. Perhaps not, as well, but unlike Amos, Silco didn't mind a little destruction on the path to victory. ]
How do you feel about a compromise? Not unless absolutely necessary -- or if we find a way to...mitigate the side-effects.