[ Where did Zenith fail, it was a presumption, but one that hit Silco a little to close, close to a wound that festered even now. ]

They haven't. Our goals are aligned, I am happy to say. Where Meridian wants to bring our worlds Back, Zenith would have their sacrifices hold purpose. Allow them to motivate us further, and push us toward something greater, and grander than we could imagine.

Supposedly. I only wish for what is left to...

[ A smile, here, sharp, almost too indulgent. ] Find itself at the bottom of the well, with the rest of our dead worlds. They deserve little better.

[ That they exist? Continue to do so? Silco holds such contempt for those that have what he does not, apparently. ]