[ The sneer is expected, but at the very least he doesn’t get angrier at her presence, so she’ll take it as good enough to stay. There’s part of this that’s probably just petty, as if continuing to talk to him was part of his “punishment” for killing her, but there’s enough of it that’s genuine. She may not be gentle, as Silco well knows, but she wears her heart on her sleeve. For the strange mind of a god, there’s not any conflict between wanting to brutally take his hand and wishing that he could be a happier person. ]

Mm, it does. It’s been a long time since I’ve been the sun, but Zenith is definitely more my brother’s thing. The two of you would probably get along, unfortunately…

[ It’s a thought she’s had before, but she has no problem actually saying it to Silco directly. This will be a funny conversation later if Silco and Tezcatlipoca do in fact ever meet, ]

No te apures, though. It’s too much either way, yes? Like, you can be warmed by the sun, but it’s no good if it burns you with it too. It’s the same with Zenith for me, but the analogy works better for Meridian.

[ She laughs a little, then smiles as she just observes for a moment. She can see how his gaze wanders and can at least take a guess at what it might be, generally. With what she’s witnessed so far, it seems like the general symptoms of both are a bit similar. ]

You don’t have to tell me what, even though I don’t think you would! But you’re seeing something too, right?