[ He doesn't answer the first question, of course. He does not think that they would have been given the opportunity to shatter him, of course. Perhaps that's foolish, but should that be threatened, he's sure that Sebastian would be swift to his rescue. That he was not...dead, and that he was not calling him, Sebastian would probably take every opportunity to do what he wished. At least that's what Silco suspected, because it's what he would do, were the positions reversed.
It's a thread of annoyance, but it's quickly squashed to make room for anger. At Quetz. After all, he could be mad with the rest of the Zenites later. ]
I'm not your pet β !
[ It's an immediate, snapped response. Does she think so low of him that she would just "take care" of him, like those sad rocks Zaunite children sometimes collected and scribbled faces on, to call their own pets? (Do I know if they have pet rocks? No, but it sounds like something they'd do.) He's inert, he can't act, he can't breathe. He can't eat, or smoke. This is as sadistic β if not moreso β than many of the things he's done.
But of course, Quetz will be forgiven by the masses, he thinks, because she will just say she didn't know any better. And doesn't that rankle, that Silco does not have (or deserve) the grace others get? Wasn't a world where nobody got that better than some?
In the silence of his shard, of course, Silco thinks. Twists things around and around in his head. Even when he wasn't at fault, he's blamed. What had Amos said? You probably did something to deserve it. Was there no end to it? Was he supposed to be flogged for even imagined crimes? While others got off scott free? ]
You can't keep me here! They'll eventually have to free me!
[ The longer this went on, the more that would ring hollow. ]
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It's a thread of annoyance, but it's quickly squashed to make room for anger. At Quetz. After all, he could be mad with the rest of the Zenites later. ]
I'm not your pet β !
[ It's an immediate, snapped response. Does she think so low of him that she would just "take care" of him, like those sad rocks Zaunite children sometimes collected and scribbled faces on, to call their own pets? (Do I know if they have pet rocks? No, but it sounds like something they'd do.) He's inert, he can't act, he can't breathe. He can't eat, or smoke. This is as sadistic β if not moreso β than many of the things he's done.
But of course, Quetz will be forgiven by the masses, he thinks, because she will just say she didn't know any better. And doesn't that rankle, that Silco does not have (or deserve) the grace others get? Wasn't a world where nobody got that better than some?
In the silence of his shard, of course, Silco thinks. Twists things around and around in his head. Even when he wasn't at fault, he's blamed. What had Amos said? You probably did something to deserve it. Was there no end to it? Was he supposed to be flogged for even imagined crimes? While others got off scott free? ]
You can't keep me here! They'll eventually have to free me!
[ The longer this went on, the more that would ring hollow. ]