[ Silco's fast, and his heart is pounding, and he knows he should be focused on escaping, on getting out of here before Vander reaches out with his hands and catches him. He can't get close to the man, not without being dissipated, and it's not worth it, when he'd already taken his memories of Jinx -- not something he'd intended, but...
But Silco had reached out to take them anyway. As soon as he'd seen them, he'd known, but it will all be for nothing, if he doesn't get out with his prize of stolen memories, and where he can get to safety.
But he also cannot help but sneer at Vander, another two steps back toward the door. He stared at him, for a long moment, a narrowing of a single eye. ]
You know so little.
[ He won't explain it. Not to him. He doesn't deserve that.
Silco took one step back, and then another, before he was far enough that he vanish from sight, slinking off into the shadows. ]
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But Silco had reached out to take them anyway. As soon as he'd seen them, he'd known, but it will all be for nothing, if he doesn't get out with his prize of stolen memories, and where he can get to safety.
But he also cannot help but sneer at Vander, another two steps back toward the door. He stared at him, for a long moment, a narrowing of a single eye. ]
You know so little.
[ He won't explain it. Not to him. He doesn't deserve that.
Silco took one step back, and then another, before he was far enough that he vanish from sight, slinking off into the shadows. ]