[ Silco doesn't mind the direction — he isn't here to chat philosophy, and really, that wasn't going to do him any more favors. Jinx always rolled her eyes when he got to it, and even Sevika sneered these days — or she had, before...Well. Silco knew he was dogged to a fault, but he hardly cared, in that respect. He'd become who he needed to be, and that was never going to change. He could talk all he wanted, but everyone looked down on him.

He knew that. Accepted it. Speaking on it, however, always sounded so... whiny.

So he only barked a half-laugh. ]

I suppose that is what brothers do, isn't it?

[ Did that sound particularly... heavy? ]

I am hardly surprised. For someone who supposedly accepts humanity — and perhaps their sibling — for all that they are...

Well. When confronted with that reality, it often creates hypocrites out of people like her.