[ A part of him wants to laugh at how Hollywood this all sounds. Silco's whole speech brings to mind the villain of a B-tier Hollywood movie, something cheesy where the bad guy gets mulched in an airplane jet in the end. But at the same time, he can tell Silco's being serious. Nobody smiles like that over a bluff.

Gen watches that ring of smoke slowly break apart in the air, mulling over his own cigarette for a moment before finally giving a half-shrug. Feigning casual, even if there's a lingering chill running down his back. ]

M'not so much into a drawn-out, dramatic revenge. Prefer to get shit over with fast. But s'not like I don't see where you're coming from.

[ In the end, it's probably safest to play neutral. Getting involved too deep with people like Silco is dangerous, he knows, but he also can't pick and choose his allies(?) too much, given his circumstances. So. ]

Guess I don't mind lending you a hand if things work out. Since it seems whatever you've got planned will be interesting, at least.