[ Silco noted the twitch of an oddly shaped ear -- was that truly Gen with those ears? -- but he didn't comment on it. That the boy was going through his own shifts wasn't really Silco's concern, after all. Unless the boy wanted him to comment on it, but knowing what he did about Gen? He probably didn't.

With his hands in his pockets, he slowed near him, to look at the water he was paying attention to as if he could see into the depths, and find out what he was paying attention to. Supplies, perhaps? Something to eat? Silco, thankfully, had his demon to worry about the whole food thing, which left him to relentlessly pursue sand and slash at the Meridian types as he wished.

That Gen didn't seem to be of one side or another yet meant, that he should have lashed out to take his sand, but... well. He had a deeper interest in Gen, in pushing him in the right direction eventually. ]

Mm, yes. I was lucky enough to come with it. [ Or rather, Yima had infused him with it. His lip curled into a small smile. ] I suppose it makes sense, given how much I used it before, hm? It is available, to be used. Makes a lot of... [ He gestured at the water. ] That sort of thing easier, wouldn't it?