[ He said, his tone gruff. He barely moved, when Jinx shoulder-checked him. Annoyed though he was at being put in this position, it would be quickly dismissed from Silco. He had always had a spine like jelly when it came to his daughter, and... Silco had always been weak to her whims. So she was mad, but she hadn't left, and there's a slight slump in his shoulders, as he walked forward, and deeper into the below.
He knew, in some part of himself, that it was wrong. He didn't know how, but it was. If he couldn't describe it to himself, how was he supposed to describe it to Jinx? Or Kaeya?
Did it matter? He didn't know, and so, he led them deeper into the below -- the chilled mood between the three of them really, truly dampened. A small part of him was angry -- furious -- that he'd been asked to describe something, and on top of it, that what he'd tried to do for the two of them didn't work. That something that Silco had found solace in -- resolution in -- hadn't worked.
It had for him. Right?
When they moved close to the next aqueduct, he gestured, to the right.
There's a soft hum, now, a din of voices, and life, that's difficult to ignore. And it's getting louder. ]
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[ He said, his tone gruff. He barely moved, when Jinx shoulder-checked him. Annoyed though he was at being put in this position, it would be quickly dismissed from Silco. He had always had a spine like jelly when it came to his daughter, and... Silco had always been weak to her whims. So she was mad, but she hadn't left, and there's a slight slump in his shoulders, as he walked forward, and deeper into the below.
He knew, in some part of himself, that it was wrong. He didn't know how, but it was. If he couldn't describe it to himself, how was he supposed to describe it to Jinx? Or Kaeya?
Did it matter? He didn't know, and so, he led them deeper into the below -- the chilled mood between the three of them really, truly dampened. A small part of him was angry -- furious -- that he'd been asked to describe something, and on top of it, that what he'd tried to do for the two of them didn't work. That something that Silco had found solace in -- resolution in -- hadn't worked.
It had for him. Right?
When they moved close to the next aqueduct, he gestured, to the right.
There's a soft hum, now, a din of voices, and life, that's difficult to ignore. And it's getting louder. ]