[ Silco's lips curled into that brief ghost of a smile again, a flash, like it's there, and then it's gone, swallowed by that sour demeanor all over again. It seems natural, of course, but at the same time... it's like he's putting on a show. Pretending at being normal.

Which to be fair. Silco would much rather be wallowing right about now. Too many things have gone wrong, too many things he's hated. He's just a mess of a man at the moment. Don't mind him. ]

I don't. It might be nice to have our own god around here for once. The number on Meridian is too high as it is.

[ Silco doesn't really know Jod is a god, and if he did... He probably wouldn't believe him. ]

No, I don't think I have a problem with it at all.

Particularly when it's someone whom I can see myself working with. We need a few more like you around.

[ And that's before Gen jumps him in his office. By the time Tzca gets here again, he's going to be such a fucked up lil guy ]