[ He says, but it is token. They both knew how well Silco could take care of himself when it came to him, didn't they? Silco wore the scar of what Vander could do on his face, splitting him wide-open like a melon, the eye that gave him his monicker and his imagery only a gift someone like Vander could have given him. ]
No, no. Don't worry. I don't want anything to do with him. [ says a liar ] In fact, if you feel like killing him, please. Don't wait on me to encourage you.
no subject
[ He says, but it is token. They both knew how well Silco could take care of himself when it came to him, didn't they? Silco wore the scar of what Vander could do on his face, splitting him wide-open like a melon, the eye that gave him his monicker and his imagery only a gift someone like Vander could have given him. ]
No, no. Don't worry. I don't want anything to do with him. [ says a liar ] In fact, if you feel like killing him, please. Don't wait on me to encourage you.