Oh?

[ Silco doesn't actually know what a blessing entails. Perhaps he will ask, when he sees Tezca again, when he truly understands what it is to accept these based on his own understanding. When he gets that there are dire consequences to looking at things through the lens of a man who had nothing remarkable about him, or even really his world, comparatively. At least in that he understood. The outliers were things like shimmer, and the hextech stones, but those were so out of his reach, and rare. They were fighting so hard over one, and Jinx didn't even understand it.

How could he understand godhood, or demons, when his world was so small, and narrow? }

I want it. I want them to see what war is. I've lived it, after all, and these bearers do not understand what it is to feel death creep up on you from behind, or understand what it is to nearly lose it.

[ A curl of his smile. ]

I hope you enjoy the show, when it escalates. [ A beat. ] I'll do my best to earn your blessing.