[ He doesn't, of course. The problem is that Silco is so used to looking for hidden meaning in every corner, because the man had always been a paranoid mess, and the past few months had done nothing to alleviate it — they've only increased that scrambling sense of paranoia at the edges of his perception. After nearly losing Jinx during the explosion in Yima's Manor, to briefly seeing her, before things just sort of... disappeared, his brain is a swirling mess of frustration and anger.

And Matt had dared to focus his gaze on where he kept her, a crime that the man could not allow to pass. ]

Of course not. [ He sneered, his tone acerbic and sarcastic, angry. Petty. ]

The same as you don't know what you're doing, or where you are at, hm? It's all on others to figure out what you mean when you're doing it.

[ Silco.

Silco has an astounding lack of self-reflection. ]