It makes him angry, of course it does. How can it not? A part of him roils with it, angry and furious. He wants to fight it β will fight it β with everything that he has, but he knows better than to confront it with his daughter head on. Not when she had so recently killed him, and not when only just before she'd nearly died and β and β and before that how she had reacted to Vi's reappearance.
It settled. Like a burr in his brain. Something that made him angry and agitated. He couldn't talk about it, couldn't breathe it. Vander knew that. He had to. So he instead lobbed that like a live grenade for Silco to worry and fret over, and he felt it wheedle under his skin. He wanted to rip and tear it out, but it would take too much with it. no, this was for a delicate extraction.
He wondered if it was because of how things went β
In Silco's twisted mind, in the part of him that understands only part of the narrative now, that is the only answer. It must be. It must be because of that. Because she β ]
Perhaps you should consider as to why that is.
[ he says, his lips automatic. But he'll say nothing more. He wants nothing more to do with Vander β wants nothing at all, really. He can't control Jinx, but he knows he'll have his ways, to make sure that she stays β his.
Vander says his daughter, her daughter, he knows the truth. Jinx is Silco's daughter, no matter what any of them say. ]
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It makes him angry, of course it does. How can it not? A part of him roils with it, angry and furious. He wants to fight it β will fight it β with everything that he has, but he knows better than to confront it with his daughter head on. Not when she had so recently killed him, and not when only just before she'd nearly died and β and β and before that how she had reacted to Vi's reappearance.
It settled. Like a burr in his brain. Something that made him angry and agitated. He couldn't talk about it, couldn't breathe it. Vander knew that. He had to. So he instead lobbed that like a live grenade for Silco to worry and fret over, and he felt it wheedle under his skin. He wanted to rip and tear it out, but it would take too much with it. no, this was for a delicate extraction.
He wondered if it was because of how things went β
In Silco's twisted mind, in the part of him that understands only part of the narrative now, that is the only answer. It must be. It must be because of that. Because she β ]
Perhaps you should consider as to why that is.
[ he says, his lips automatic. But he'll say nothing more. He wants nothing more to do with Vander β wants nothing at all, really. He can't control Jinx, but he knows he'll have his ways, to make sure that she stays β his.
Vander says his daughter, her daughter, he knows the truth. Jinx is Silco's daughter, no matter what any of them say. ]