I mean, I still don't remember, s-so, how they did it, I don't remember that, either...
[ But he's right. It doesn't matter, in the end. They got a vision of something, and Bruno can't shake the feeling that it was important, important enough to have to do with the barrier. ]
I... could try... Only it's. I need to know what someone wants to see? To look? A-and it's just forward, not backwards. I can't do the past. I mean, if I could, I'd just... That's what I would do, just look back, but I can't.
That would be useful for espionage, but the future is where prediction lies, yes?
[ Cold pragmaticism, of course. ]
If I told you I wanted to see what they saw, would it work?
[ He leans forward just so, his thin fingers laced together as he stared at him with one unblinking eye. He wants to see if he can draw it out of him, that truth. Whatever they stole from him. ]
...espionage? [ Wait, hold up. ] Uh, I. I don't. I don't know? M-maybe? That's really vague, though. I don't know if they... if they ran multiple tests for. For multiple visions, or.
[ Sorry, Silco, his nerves are starting to spike. That Silco would even consider using any kind of power for spying? Sure, he can't see the past, but that could still apply to the future!
There's a quiver in the lights, a flicker, not unlike when Silco had first met Bruno, panicking and letting his glire powers go wild. He looks away, gaze flitting elsewhere, prey seeking a way out, and there's a faint gleam of green light in his eyes...
His eyes always glow green when he's going to change forms. That's true for the giant badger, same as the mouse. ]
[ He sees the way he's starting to panic. The lights flicker. ]
I'm not suggesting you do that.
[ Yet. In fact, he probably won't now. Just manipulate him into it. ] Don't lose it and break my walls.
[ Silco, as always, is a cold man. A hard man. Bruno has a use... and more than he'd thought, but he also... doesn't see the man as useful right now. Not when he's easily panicked, and so ready to flee. ]
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[ But he's right. It doesn't matter, in the end. They got a vision of something, and Bruno can't shake the feeling that it was important, important enough to have to do with the barrier. ]
I... could try... Only it's. I need to know what someone wants to see? To look? A-and it's just forward, not backwards. I can't do the past. I mean, if I could, I'd just... That's what I would do, just look back, but I can't.
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[ Cold pragmaticism, of course. ]
If I told you I wanted to see what they saw, would it work?
[ He leans forward just so, his thin fingers laced together as he stared at him with one unblinking eye. He wants to see if he can draw it out of him, that truth. Whatever they stole from him. ]
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[ Sorry, Silco, his nerves are starting to spike. That Silco would even consider using any kind of power for spying? Sure, he can't see the past, but that could still apply to the future!
There's a quiver in the lights, a flicker, not unlike when Silco had first met Bruno, panicking and letting his glire powers go wild. He looks away, gaze flitting elsewhere, prey seeking a way out, and there's a faint gleam of green light in his eyes...
His eyes always glow green when he's going to change forms. That's true for the giant badger, same as the mouse. ]
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I'm not suggesting you do that.
[ Yet. In fact, he probably won't now. Just manipulate him into it. ] Don't lose it and break my walls.
[ Silco, as always, is a cold man. A hard man. Bruno has a use... and more than he'd thought, but he also... doesn't see the man as useful right now. Not when he's easily panicked, and so ready to flee. ]