[ Silco had not realized, in communion over Manon's shard, that Dextera would not actually talk to him. There's a small sense of revulsion, at being spoken to -- prodded -- in this way. Silco does not like communion, and he hates to use it. His barely-kept restraints over his thoughts, his hate, and what preoccupied him, were enough that he could let any of them slip at any time.
He does not speak that, though. He instead spread his hands, and tipped his head. ]
I'm here to help all of you, if I were to take those supplies for myself, I would be reneging on the deal I made. I am not an untrustworthy business partner, you know.
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[ Silco had not realized, in communion over Manon's shard, that Dextera would not actually talk to him. There's a small sense of revulsion, at being spoken to -- prodded -- in this way. Silco does not like communion, and he hates to use it. His barely-kept restraints over his thoughts, his hate, and what preoccupied him, were enough that he could let any of them slip at any time.
He does not speak that, though. He instead spread his hands, and tipped his head. ]
I'm here to help all of you, if I were to take those supplies for myself, I would be reneging on the deal I made. I am not an untrustworthy business partner, you know.
[ Unless he had reason to be, anyway. ]