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That looking glass must be real filthy for you not to see your own reflection in those words, Silco. Can we just admit to each other that we did shit things to one another over the years? And we'll continue to do those shit things because the hurt has gone so deep its festered? Let's do that and call it a day.

[Vander knew Silco actually had little benefit in lying. It made his deep hurt and anger and confusion easier to manage if he had a target for it. However, this would inflict more pain upon him, a fact that Silco would relish with the truth.

So. There was truth in the denial.]

Thanks to your doctor, I outlived you in some capacity. Maybe you'll meet the new me someday with the way this place comprises its missions.