Hm.

[ Is all that Silco can say to the question. He doesn't jump at the actual full appearance of the...thing, as he's seen Sebastian's true form by now, and little can cause him to stumble, after seeing that. He blinked one eye, as he leaned against the railing instead of looked over it. There's no point to look, in his opinion, but... then again.

He understood this man's need. Probably better than some. ]

No. You'll not likely find them wandering the streets of Highstorm, either. [ He said, and it's both realistic, and said with a little vindictive twist of the knife, to transfer his own anger and pain onto someone else. That someone else would be looking for someone important... Silco feels the need for others to share in that anger and pain, even if he won't speak of it. He tipped his head, outward beyond the city, in the vaguest of directions toward the tree. ]

Either she will show up at the tree, or you should speak to Yima. [ He said, frankly. ] If she is not here, you will have her close in... [ Hands spread now, gesturing. ] A different way.

[ A beat. ] For all the good it will do you.