It's the only one, watching you die like the dog you are.
[ Pointed. Was there anything else left? Especially after being reminded thanks to Aphaia's little machines, it's all sour. Corrupted.
Rotted.
He's so angry, he can barely see straight. Vander hit him where it hurts, it's obvious. He wants to find a knife and remind him of it again, that one point of joy. Maybe if he killed him, he'd be able to remind Jinx about what kind of man Vander really was.
Were his lessons not enough? Had he not taught her well? Had she not understood? Had he not explained it well enough? What kind of a man he was? What he had done?
No, she understood.
Was it that she didn't care?
No, no. He's trying to do it. Driving that little wedge deeper, trying to do what he thought was right. Because this way he could get what he wanted. Silco sees how he gloats about it, seemingly neutral, a good, proud father.
Oh, but Silco sees it. He is not the fool. He knows better. ]
How kind of you, and yet you still try to gloat about such things.
Do you think me a fool? I see what you're doing. It won't work. No matter how much you try.
Besides, are you really the better man, when I've done nothing to intervene between you two? I've barely said a word to her about you two. Perhaps you should consider the fact that I've been practically magnanimous.
Isn't it telling, that you're trying to do this to me, specifically? Instead of towards her.
Try manipulating information to the one who isn't able to put the picture together, next time. You might have better luck. A little free lesson, just for you. Perhaps it will help.
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[ Pointed. Was there anything else left? Especially after being reminded thanks to Aphaia's little machines, it's all sour. Corrupted.
Rotted.
He's so angry, he can barely see straight. Vander hit him where it hurts, it's obvious. He wants to find a knife and remind him of it again, that one point of joy. Maybe if he killed him, he'd be able to remind Jinx about what kind of man Vander really was.
Were his lessons not enough? Had he not taught her well? Had she not understood? Had he not explained it well enough? What kind of a man he was? What he had done?
No, she understood.
Was it that she didn't care?
No, no. He's trying to do it. Driving that little wedge deeper, trying to do what he thought was right. Because this way he could get what he wanted. Silco sees how he gloats about it, seemingly neutral, a good, proud father.
Oh, but Silco sees it. He is not the fool. He knows better. ]
How kind of you, and yet you still try to gloat about such things.
Do you think me a fool? I see what you're doing. It won't work. No matter how much you try.
Besides, are you really the better man, when I've done nothing to intervene between you two? I've barely said a word to her about you two. Perhaps you should consider the fact that I've been practically magnanimous.
Isn't it telling, that you're trying to do this to me, specifically? Instead of towards her.
Try manipulating information to the one who isn't able to put the picture together, next time. You might have better luck. A little free lesson, just for you. Perhaps it will help.