[Or maybe it will not, given that Silco has to dose himself with medication. He wonders what it would be like untreated. Would that blackness consume into him further? Would it eat away at flesh? Would it rot the skin off his body?]
[The man moves to sit, languid and smooth as a cat. He turns to face him, now, a little twitch of displeasure in his stern features.]
I didn't think you were in your right mind. Perhaps you were thralled. Now I know I was wrong. Should have popped your head off from the beginning.
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[Or maybe it will not, given that Silco has to dose himself with medication. He wonders what it would be like untreated. Would that blackness consume into him further? Would it eat away at flesh? Would it rot the skin off his body?]
[The man moves to sit, languid and smooth as a cat. He turns to face him, now, a little twitch of displeasure in his stern features.]
I didn't think you were in your right mind. Perhaps you were thralled. Now I know I was wrong. Should have popped your head off from the beginning.