[ He said, with a somewhat tight smile. He knew what kind of person Yima was, and she knew what kind of person he was. Accepted him, even. Allowed him to make monsters and let him run free. He did not know if that sort of thing would be allowed of most, but she knew of Silco's convictions to burn it down, and how desperately he wished to.
The first time he said the phrase "white whistle", Silco can do little more than look at the whistle at his chest. Clearly an artifact of status, then? When he explained it, Silco nodded, but his eyes remained affixed to the thing that he kept. ]
Your abyss was...underground, then? [ He asked, his tone curious, but he couldn't help it. Silco was a man who had been made for living within the fissures and in the undercity. It was perhaps not strictly as underground as he may often say it is, but when he says "ascend", Silco can only think of his world, and his deep cavernous fissures, a world that's seen as dark, dank, and unwelcoming to most. ]
It sounds as though you have learned to adapt to what you needed to, to get where you were. I have not heard of many "blessings" in my own undercity, but perhaps we did not go deep enough, hm?
I think if you have so many avenues of interest, you'll be popular. Do come see me first, before you start aiding any other endavors though, will you? I should like to see you at work.
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[ He said, with a somewhat tight smile. He knew what kind of person Yima was, and she knew what kind of person he was. Accepted him, even. Allowed him to make monsters and let him run free. He did not know if that sort of thing would be allowed of most, but she knew of Silco's convictions to burn it down, and how desperately he wished to.
The first time he said the phrase "white whistle", Silco can do little more than look at the whistle at his chest. Clearly an artifact of status, then? When he explained it, Silco nodded, but his eyes remained affixed to the thing that he kept. ]
Your abyss was...underground, then? [ He asked, his tone curious, but he couldn't help it. Silco was a man who had been made for living within the fissures and in the undercity. It was perhaps not strictly as underground as he may often say it is, but when he says "ascend", Silco can only think of his world, and his deep cavernous fissures, a world that's seen as dark, dank, and unwelcoming to most. ]
It sounds as though you have learned to adapt to what you needed to, to get where you were. I have not heard of many "blessings" in my own undercity, but perhaps we did not go deep enough, hm?
I think if you have so many avenues of interest, you'll be popular. Do come see me first, before you start aiding any other endavors though, will you? I should like to see you at work.