[ Silco, who didn't have animal ears or a tail, was able to school his own thoughts a touch better. It's easy, when people could really only look at one feature on his face -- and only that -- because it offered him something of an easy time to mask any other impulses. For example, the way he was tugging off the glove from his unmarked hand, or the fact that his lip curled when Gen finally said what he wanted.
He resisted the urge to say: Oh is that all? when Silco very clearly didn't mind spreading the resource out to others, but Gen didn't know that, since he wasn't a part of Zenith at this time. It was something he had endless supply of, or as close as a night's rest could give him.
He couldn't make an army of them like his factories could have, but... ]
You have my word. An extra shot is an acceptable trade.
[ He even held out his right hand -- the ungloved one now. To shake. ]
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He resisted the urge to say: Oh is that all? when Silco very clearly didn't mind spreading the resource out to others, but Gen didn't know that, since he wasn't a part of Zenith at this time. It was something he had endless supply of, or as close as a night's rest could give him.
He couldn't make an army of them like his factories could have, but... ]
You have my word. An extra shot is an acceptable trade.
[ He even held out his right hand -- the ungloved one now. To shake. ]