[ It's a good tactic to take with Silco, it's true. He can see it, on Amos's face, that he can tell something is wrong, but the man doesn't point it out, and he doesn't try to pull Silco in for a "talk" or some hand-holding nonsense that some of the people here might do. Perhaps not those in Zenith, but Silco never knew how "close" people wanted to try for. Particularly when he knew he was showing the signs.

But Silco had never once said the words out loud, of who Jinx was, and now that she was conveniently missing from the manor, he couldn't help but spiral. He'd been in one world without her, and it had met its untimely end, but this one -- he would try to wreck it himself if he had to. He wanted to watch it burn, and light the torch himself, like a pyre for his missing daughter.

Which, again, was never here nor there. He couldn't stop his thoughts from turning there, unless he actually pointed his thoughts elsewhere. Amos gave him the out, and he needed to take it, lest he fall to maudlin unproductivity. Something he had been fighting tooth, claw, and nail until he winnowed himself into exhaustion, only falling asleep once he'd hit that point where he couldn't keep going. Usually the end of day two. ]

I can modulate the effects.

[ He said, offhand, bluntly. It was a card he'd held back, but after a moment, he clarified: ]

I can make it a smaller dose, if you think it will help you handle it better. I have the capability to administer... several sizable doses, actually. It might be worth a try, for certain.