[ Silco took his time, to peek in once the door opened, and he does not press forward until Set or Sebastian have made their way to enter either. Call him weak, or paranoid, but he's used to being flanked by muscle, and the first rule of having muscle is: let them go first, and follow after. Next to Set and Sebastian, Silco is painfully mortal, too. Easily eradicated and eliminated.
His mortality is something he is trying not to be too cavalier with, despite all the murder he's dealt out, and the fact that he's died himself.
Not something he wishes to repeat, either. Though, the deeper they go, the more he's surprised by how few clues there are to what happens here. On the main floor, there's plenty of tubes and signs of grand ingenuity. It somewhat reminds him of his shimmer factories, actually, though the large tube in the center, covered with residue certainly caught his eye. He looked from it, to the office up above.
Though with how deserted the main area is -- not even degrading tools? -- he would be shocked if there's anything there. Though he intends to sack it regardless. Though the tube... ]
Where do you think that goes to? [ He asks, already guessing. It goes down, not up. ]
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His mortality is something he is trying not to be too cavalier with, despite all the murder he's dealt out, and the fact that he's died himself.
Not something he wishes to repeat, either. Though, the deeper they go, the more he's surprised by how few clues there are to what happens here. On the main floor, there's plenty of tubes and signs of grand ingenuity. It somewhat reminds him of his shimmer factories, actually, though the large tube in the center, covered with residue certainly caught his eye. He looked from it, to the office up above.
Though with how deserted the main area is -- not even degrading tools? -- he would be shocked if there's anything there. Though he intends to sack it regardless. Though the tube... ]
Where do you think that goes to? [ He asks, already guessing. It goes down, not up. ]