[ The wave of irritation, when she tries to stroke the shard is violent, as it roils outward like a wave. Quetzalcoatl should have known, given how Silco is, that stroking the shard was... unpleasant to a man that shirked most touch. He did not trust people, and thus allowing them to be close to him was far too dangerous, given how he was. The last person that wasn't his daughter he'd trusted, after all, truly trusted, had ended up with their hands around his neck, trying to choke the life out of him.
Twice!
There is the impression of a slapped hand away, trying to separate, to get distance between them, even though there was nothing of the sort to obtain. He couldn't move, after all. (His shard can't... toll itself to highstorm.) ]
Then you've already sentenced me to a fate crueler than simply shattering my shard.
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Twice!
There is the impression of a slapped hand away, trying to separate, to get distance between them, even though there was nothing of the sort to obtain. He couldn't move, after all. (His shard can't... toll itself to highstorm.) ]
Then you've already sentenced me to a fate crueler than simply shattering my shard.
Live with the consequence of that, if you must.
[ He's also. So Dramatic?? ]