[ Set had put together the truth of the relationship between Silco and Sebastian long before entering the fray with them at his side. Sebastian had hinted and teased at the nature of masters, of acts of service and souls, and Silco had volunteered Sebastian up as his second during their clandestine meeting during the Manon debates. He would not have been so confident to do so, if he could not guarantee his participation. By the time he had entered Dramahol to enjoy the change in ownership and partake in its fare, he was certain — he had teasingly suggested as much to Sebastian, who had avoided the topic.
And rather than fight him on it, Set had enjoyed his victory and sated himself on the spoils.
Now, to see the two of them without pretense or obscurity, he is satisfied. He knows in which direction matters will flow, where Sebastian's actions will largely skew, and how Silco ( "powerless", wretched Silco ) has claimed as much as he had in the time allotted him. What a delightful pair, to have found one another. And how good, that he had managed to become someone on their "good side", at that.
Silco doesn't mean what he says at all, but Set smiles. Indulgent, over his shoulder. ]
I would hope you do. Kowloon is located directly below us, after all.
[ A reminder, perhaps. Silco wouldn't want to have to start over a THIRD time from scratch, would he? Springstar may resonate with Piltover, but Kowloon is no Zaun that seems to seek its demise ( yet ). Destruction in any capacity might be catastrophic to Silco's own powerbase, long before he is ready to bring the city of the sun down atop it all. ]
Flesh, eugh.
[ Back to business!
He abandons the machine for the moment, interested instead in following his two ~favorites~ and ridding himself of the scent of acrid immolation. ]
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And rather than fight him on it, Set had enjoyed his victory and sated himself on the spoils.
Now, to see the two of them without pretense or obscurity, he is satisfied. He knows in which direction matters will flow, where Sebastian's actions will largely skew, and how Silco ( "powerless", wretched Silco ) has claimed as much as he had in the time allotted him. What a delightful pair, to have found one another. And how good, that he had managed to become someone on their "good side", at that.
Silco doesn't mean what he says at all, but Set smiles. Indulgent, over his shoulder. ]
I would hope you do. Kowloon is located directly below us, after all.
[ A reminder, perhaps. Silco wouldn't want to have to start over a THIRD time from scratch, would he? Springstar may resonate with Piltover, but Kowloon is no Zaun that seems to seek its demise ( yet ). Destruction in any capacity might be catastrophic to Silco's own powerbase, long before he is ready to bring the city of the sun down atop it all. ]
Flesh, eugh.
[ Back to business!
He abandons the machine for the moment, interested instead in following his two ~favorites~ and ridding himself of the scent of acrid immolation. ]