[ It's... fascinating, really. Even months ago, Silco would have looked at these sorts of conversations with a touch of derision, but since living through Sebastian's contract, Silco had gained something of an... appreciation for the metaphysical. For all these things that he'd so often thought of as beyond anything he'd ever known. Perhaps it was idle interest, but Silco's mismatched gaze remained on Tezca as he said it.

His lips twitched, before finally: ]

I suppose they could not leave you fully bereft, hm? They needed to give you something to preside over.

[ Another heavy breath, but he ran a hand through his hair as they continued. ]

Would you want to be restored, in the new one? Do you think you could be?