[ Tezcatlipoca considers telling Silco to temper his expectations a little bit, but decides against it. Unharmonized as he is, he’s not even sure what will or won’t come back once he makes that choice. He’s sure that he’s lost his omnipotence, for example, since just being depowered in the first place is proof of that to him… But even so, his power always tilted more towards the esoteric than the sort of raw, furious power that Quetzalcoatl wielded. Well, whatever. Silco will see and figure it out for himself eventually, he figures. For now, he goes along with it. ]
Oh, yeah? Zenites not the type to get their hands dirty?
[ He’s making an assumption, but it’s not exactly a big leap considering where they are at the moment. You don’t exactly do above board work when you’re as comfortable walking these “streets”. ]
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Oh, yeah? Zenites not the type to get their hands dirty?
[ He’s making an assumption, but it’s not exactly a big leap considering where they are at the moment. You don’t exactly do above board work when you’re as comfortable walking these “streets”. ]
—Which, kinda speaking of. This place got guns?