[ Silco's lips almost peel back in a snarl. Clear the air, he says, as if he has done anything to allow for doubt. Has he not complied? Has he not gone along with him, and done business as asked?
They are aligned in this. In this they have the same goal. Return to their home, whatever promises they are that link them together. Set does not know that what drives Silco is something that pulls him back from death, like a corpse rising from the water, he will make it back. He must make it back. More than anything, more than the bleeding wounds from his belly, nothing would bar him from Jinx.
Whatever it was that motivated Set, it must be something similar.
What else could motivate someone so doggedly? ]
I do not doubt what is necessary, Set. I will do anything to return, but I want this world to Burn in our wake. For taking us. For trying to take what is ours.
[ He holds out a hand to him. ]
For the prize of returning? I would accept your imprint.
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They are aligned in this. In this they have the same goal. Return to their home, whatever promises they are that link them together. Set does not know that what drives Silco is something that pulls him back from death, like a corpse rising from the water, he will make it back. He must make it back. More than anything, more than the bleeding wounds from his belly, nothing would bar him from Jinx.
Whatever it was that motivated Set, it must be something similar.
What else could motivate someone so doggedly? ]
I do not doubt what is necessary, Set. I will do anything to return, but I want this world to Burn in our wake. For taking us. For trying to take what is ours.
[ He holds out a hand to him. ]
For the prize of returning? I would accept your imprint.