[He notices the glance away - an odd thing for Silco, and his hand twitches upward to grasp onto the side of his face, if for a moment. Maybe reassurance, maybe to keep him steady.]
[Even here and now, even as much as he dislikes this man, his heart never does what he wants it to do, doesn't it?]
...No. It wasn't enough for him. [And for himself, either, though he doesn't voice it.] But in our world, Fixers should not have personal connections anyways. I tried to drill that into him. Prepare him for the darkness that would wait for him going down my path. Ah, but that boy....he always had a tender heart.
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[He notices the glance away - an odd thing for Silco, and his hand twitches upward to grasp onto the side of his face, if for a moment. Maybe reassurance, maybe to keep him steady.]
[Even here and now, even as much as he dislikes this man, his heart never does what he wants it to do, doesn't it?]
...No. It wasn't enough for him. [And for himself, either, though he doesn't voice it.] But in our world, Fixers should not have personal connections anyways. I tried to drill that into him. Prepare him for the darkness that would wait for him going down my path. Ah, but that boy....he always had a tender heart.