[ There is a picture of it in communion, buried under what feels like leagues of riverwater that feels too slick -- like polluted runoff from a factory -- but it's there. Anger, disgust, jealousy -- all the things that make someone like Silco cling so hard to Zenith's promise -- and there's something else there, deep within. Buried under all of that. That one is just out of reach, out of sensation, as if it is something to protect over all things.
He smiled at Dex around his cigar. ]
Yes. I do.
See, if I don't, I'll breathe clean air, and we can't have that. It makes me lightheaded after a while.
[ He's also still so full of shit. No wonder he's good at lying, he just does it for no reason whatsoever all of the time. ]
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He smiled at Dex around his cigar. ]
Yes. I do.
See, if I don't, I'll breathe clean air, and we can't have that. It makes me lightheaded after a while.
[ He's also still so full of shit. No wonder he's good at lying, he just does it for no reason whatsoever all of the time. ]