[ What floods through Communion is discordant and frenzied, and she knows that she’s struck a nerve. It’s more of one than she really intended, but just how sensitive Silco was about this subject would be a surprise to nearly anyone.
His hands still find their mark on her neck. She lets him. There’s so much anger, so much hate, and it’s twisted and polluted him in a way unlike any she’s ever personally seen before. His hands tighten around her throat, and she chokes out a noise reflexively as her hands come up.
However, only one reaches up to grip a wrist. With her other hand, she reaches out to Silco’s face to gently touch at the marred side, his tlatlacolli made manifest. It’s never been her role as a god, but still, she wishes she could reduce this pain for him like Tlazoltéotl did as a sin eater. Silco called love empty, but so is this hate. It’ll only ever twist and ruin him further, but he’s stubbornly determined to cling to it. Maybe he feels that’s all he has.
If this weren’t a fight for an Oracle and if she thought it might soothe his anger, she might have let him continue. It fits with her view of her role as a god, of sacrifice and how it can be offered, but it would be wasted. There’s little worse than a pointless sacrifice.
It's just a momentary consideration with the soft touch of her hand, but her voice comes to him (and everyone else, technically) in Communion. ]
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His hands still find their mark on her neck. She lets him. There’s so much anger, so much hate, and it’s twisted and polluted him in a way unlike any she’s ever personally seen before. His hands tighten around her throat, and she chokes out a noise reflexively as her hands come up.
However, only one reaches up to grip a wrist. With her other hand, she reaches out to Silco’s face to gently touch at the marred side, his tlatlacolli made manifest. It’s never been her role as a god, but still, she wishes she could reduce this pain for him like Tlazoltéotl did as a sin eater. Silco called love empty, but so is this hate. It’ll only ever twist and ruin him further, but he’s stubbornly determined to cling to it. Maybe he feels that’s all he has.
If this weren’t a fight for an Oracle and if she thought it might soothe his anger, she might have let him continue. It fits with her view of her role as a god, of sacrifice and how it can be offered, but it would be wasted. There’s little worse than a pointless sacrifice.
It's just a momentary consideration with the soft touch of her hand, but her voice comes to him (and everyone else, technically) in Communion. ]
I’m not going to kill you. But this will hurt.