[ Silco blinked -- well, one of his eyes did -- and he looked the...man-thing up and down, a pause of curiosity -- he tried to put together what or who this was. He'd been silent the entire time, barely moving, not breathing, and Silco was an observant man. He'd had to be, to survive in a place as cruel and selfish as the Undercity, and to embrace it...

He smiled, a curl of his lips, and a tip of his head. ]

Get a little lost with them? [ He asked, and it's easy to play off the... echo of something that he felt himself. A similarity with this beast that he would not speak of or call attention to, but he felt it all the same. He would never admit it -- Silco would not admit such a glaring weakness, whether she was here or not -- but it made his approach less... cruel. Than perhaps it would need be. ]

I said when you make your decision, Yima will likely already have it waiting for you. For what little comfort it offers.