[ Silco in his angry spiral paused. It's a very good thing that Sebastian had restrained the man, as it is, Silco would find an entire reality to burn before he was satisfied, if left to his own devices. He takes it all personal, from the smallest slight -- but then again, if it all reminded him of --

Well, it's of little matter.

His lips curled at the question, almost an actual smile, or as close to genuine as the man can get. Because he thought of himself as a shark in a pond, and -- at least while the Contract held -- Sebastian was another shark that wasn't a threat to him.

Which, you know, would likely change at some point. He wasn't an idiot. However, he saw no need for cruelty, or denial. Not when questions like this were testing the waters on what Silco would allow. And why would he care about what happened to the Dryad's soul. There were few lines, that Silco would not cross, after all.

Sebastian might have chosen one of the men who lacked in the most power in Kenos, but he was one of the most bloodthirsty. So it's with that same smile, that he said: ]

You weren't joking, when you said you're a gourmand, hm? As long as you don't steal Jinx's kill, I don't care if you eat it.

[ A flash of a sharper smile. ] I hope it suffers, when you do.