[ Silco's eyes flicked to Vander, even as those too-precious memories of Jinx were crushed in his fist, and his lips peeled back in annoyance when Vander tried to reach for him. 'How dare he?' was clear in his expression, and he sneered, stepping out of the way with quick, silent feet. He should run. It would be for the best, and then he could get away and slip into the cover of nothingness so quickly that Vander wouldn't know what happened to him.
He should ignore him, and just do that.
But Silco was... never going to try to get in the last word, or rub salt in a wound. ]
Oh, you don't remember? [ He asked, his hand over his mouth, like there was a joke to be made. He's trying to move, trying to escape or at least get near the door. Try, of course, is the key word. Even so, when he tried to form words, there was something... indiscernible there. A touch mad, perhaps even desperate. Taking memories of Jinx won't bring her back, the sinister reminder at the back of his mind is quick to point out, but even so... ]
I took what is mine.
[ Lips peeled back into a snarl, he said it like it should be obvious. ]
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He should ignore him, and just do that.
But Silco was... never going to try to get in the last word, or rub salt in a wound. ]
Oh, you don't remember? [ He asked, his hand over his mouth, like there was a joke to be made. He's trying to move, trying to escape or at least get near the door. Try, of course, is the key word. Even so, when he tried to form words, there was something... indiscernible there. A touch mad, perhaps even desperate. Taking memories of Jinx won't bring her back, the sinister reminder at the back of his mind is quick to point out, but even so... ]
I took what is mine.
[ Lips peeled back into a snarl, he said it like it should be obvious. ]