[ …A street kid, huh. It makes sense, with what he’s encountered of Silco so far, but he does feel the briefest pang of pity. Unlike his sibling, it doesn’t show at all, and also unlike her, the source is totally different. He hears that and thinks of the demon. He can imagine (quite correctly) how it got its claws into a guy like Silco, and of course he pities the guy. He never stood a chance, did he?
…But he’s not a valiant, loving god. The choices of mortals were their own, no matter where they led. Maybe he could undermine the demon, sure. But he’d never work all that hard to that end. ]
Oh, yeah? Lemme guess… [ He reaches up to tap the area underneath his bottom lip. ] The tentel?
[ It may not be a word that Silco has heard before, but it’s clear what Tezcatlipoca is referring to. The lip piercing. ]
Ha, yeah, that makes sense. That piercing has a whole meaning for us, you know. Means their speech is precious and loved. [ And Silco will surely be happy to hear the mocking in Tezcatlipoca’s tone. ] So, yeah. You won’t be hearin’ any complaints from me if you rip it out of her fuckin’ face.
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…But he’s not a valiant, loving god. The choices of mortals were their own, no matter where they led. Maybe he could undermine the demon, sure. But he’d never work all that hard to that end. ]
Oh, yeah? Lemme guess… [ He reaches up to tap the area underneath his bottom lip. ] The tentel?
[ It may not be a word that Silco has heard before, but it’s clear what Tezcatlipoca is referring to. The lip piercing. ]
Ha, yeah, that makes sense. That piercing has a whole meaning for us, you know. Means their speech is precious and loved. [ And Silco will surely be happy to hear the mocking in Tezcatlipoca’s tone. ] So, yeah. You won’t be hearin’ any complaints from me if you rip it out of her fuckin’ face.