[ Tezcatlipoca pulls out his lighter, but he twirls it around in his fingers first. He can wait for the light, since he’s not exactly in a rush here. ]

And lemme make a guess here… Ownership didn’t exactly change because you made a nice, cordial little business deal, yeah?

[ That doesn’t seem to be this guy’s style, mostly. If he were Harmonized, he’s sure he’d just feel the answer in a way that only a god could. This was a place that fostered conflict, and it’s because that’s its very foundation, most likely.

Tezcatlipoca laughs before Silco can answer, like he’s thought of a private joke. With a flourish, he flips the lighter open and lights the cigarette when the flame appears. ]

Yeah, seems like my kinda place, gotta say! Way better than some pretentious shit.