[ Archangel pauses as he watches how Silco catches the cup. His expression isn't wholly judgemental or one of reproach, but interested.
His red eyes fix on him in a different way than before. It wasn't just that the duplicate was here - it wasn't just that this is a place that Silco knows - but this space is one that he treasures.
He finally looks away to admire the childish drawings once more, listening a little to what is being said to him. But he stops when Silco stops and lifts his head toward the voice. Archangel had to search around before he finds her. ]
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His red eyes fix on him in a different way than before. It wasn't just that the duplicate was here - it wasn't just that this is a place that Silco knows - but this space is one that he treasures.
He finally looks away to admire the childish drawings once more, listening a little to what is being said to him. But he stops when Silco stops and lifts his head toward the voice. Archangel had to search around before he finds her. ]