[ Right away, Tezcatlipoca reacts to Silco's answer, and that surprises even him. That's a hell of a lead into his plan, mentioning a demon working for you, but his expression does fall from his cheery candor into something more neutrally thoughtful. The Aztecs didn't exactly have demons, not in the way the rest of the world thought of them, but he still knew what they were. Still knew they were bad fucking news, because despite what most would guess, he was still a god of good.
Later, Silco might think about that expression and wonder if it was another case of someone who knew something about demons that he didn't. He might not know anything about Sebastian or what Silco having a demon in his employ really entails, but he has a sharp enough intuition to guess. He can see that Silco has passion, and that's the kind of weakness that those things prey on.
...But he doesn't say anything about it. In fact, he just skips over the subject entirely. He might have his personal opinion, but at the same time, a demon working for you is just a powerful weapon. He's not exactly going to judge or question. ]
Ha, yeah, the power that bird brain has got is a real bitch to deal with. Taking it away is the right move. Either that, or just trick her. Ain't hard.
[ A fact that Silco will refuse to acknowledge... He pauses to puff out a little ring of smoke, then shrugs as he waggles the cigarette in this fingers idly. ]
—But if you just need some quick fingers, that makes it a hell of a lot easier. You know where it is? Having it over the heart would be nice and poetic for us.
[ It's where his is, but he doesn't feel bothered at sharing the implication with Silco. That perfect round, perfectly smooth piece of obsidian is better guarded than it might seem. It only takes a thought to envelop it in the smoke that is his miracles.
...Well, when he Harmonizes, anyways. He's already made his choice at this point, really, but no need to rush things. He'll enjoy the evening of neutrality before becoming Silco's ally proper. ]
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Later, Silco might think about that expression and wonder if it was another case of someone who knew something about demons that he didn't. He might not know anything about Sebastian or what Silco having a demon in his employ really entails, but he has a sharp enough intuition to guess. He can see that Silco has passion, and that's the kind of weakness that those things prey on.
...But he doesn't say anything about it. In fact, he just skips over the subject entirely. He might have his personal opinion, but at the same time, a demon working for you is just a powerful weapon. He's not exactly going to judge or question. ]
Ha, yeah, the power that bird brain has got is a real bitch to deal with. Taking it away is the right move. Either that, or just trick her. Ain't hard.
[ A fact that Silco will refuse to acknowledge... He pauses to puff out a little ring of smoke, then shrugs as he waggles the cigarette in this fingers idly. ]
—But if you just need some quick fingers, that makes it a hell of a lot easier. You know where it is? Having it over the heart would be nice and poetic for us.
[ It's where his is, but he doesn't feel bothered at sharing the implication with Silco. That perfect round, perfectly smooth piece of obsidian is better guarded than it might seem. It only takes a thought to envelop it in the smoke that is his miracles.
...Well, when he Harmonizes, anyways. He's already made his choice at this point, really, but no need to rush things. He'll enjoy the evening of neutrality before becoming Silco's ally proper. ]