[ In silent acknowledgement, he nods at Tezca's statement, but there will be... who knows. something. Silco doesn't believe in gifts for no reason, but thankfully, since it's Tezca, there's an acknowledgement that there's an unusual arrangement here. Especially since well. He is his acolyte. ]
Is Set ever not annoying when it comes to victory?
[ To be fair. So is Silco. In his own way. ]
What is β
[ One eye blinks, and Silco looks at the thing.
He really does feel like he's just seen that old cat Singed used to keep (you know the one) bring a fresh "gift" back, and the way he stares at it, it really is what goes through his head. ]
Clearly, it's not a real fish.
[ Though, it's not his usual derision, it's almost curious. Silco isn't an inventor, but there's certainly always an odd interest in these sorts of things. His lips twitch, and he pokes at it, as it swims through the air. Jinx would have liked something like this, he thinks. Were... you know. ]
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Is Set ever not annoying when it comes to victory?
[ To be fair. So is Silco. In his own way. ]
What is β
[ One eye blinks, and Silco looks at the thing.
He really does feel like he's just seen that old cat Singed used to keep (you know the one) bring a fresh "gift" back, and the way he stares at it, it really is what goes through his head. ]
Clearly, it's not a real fish.
[ Though, it's not his usual derision, it's almost curious. Silco isn't an inventor, but there's certainly always an odd interest in these sorts of things. His lips twitch, and he pokes at it, as it swims through the air. Jinx would have liked something like this, he thinks. Were... you know. ]