[ Silco's purged all the Meridian in his sytem, then? The thought immediately fills him with envy.
And while the exact nuance of what he's feeling probably isn't obvious at a glance, Silco must be able to tell that Gen doesn't really agree with those accusations pointed at him. ]
... you think you know everything about me, huh. [ He spits those words as contemptibly as he can, though it's undermined by the way his canine ears are flattened back against his hair, his posture slumped from exhaustion. ] You really think I ever cared much for that side?
[ Saying that feels like a defeat, somehow. There's no way to convince himself that he's saying it just to spite Silco; it feels too right to say it. Zenith is where he actually belongs.
His next breath comes as a ragged huff past gritted teeth before he glowers at Silco. ]
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And while the exact nuance of what he's feeling probably isn't obvious at a glance, Silco must be able to tell that Gen doesn't really agree with those accusations pointed at him. ]
... you think you know everything about me, huh. [ He spits those words as contemptibly as he can, though it's undermined by the way his canine ears are flattened back against his hair, his posture slumped from exhaustion. ] You really think I ever cared much for that side?
[ Saying that feels like a defeat, somehow. There's no way to convince himself that he's saying it just to spite Silco; it feels too right to say it. Zenith is where he actually belongs.
His next breath comes as a ragged huff past gritted teeth before he glowers at Silco. ]
So, what. You just here to gloat at me?