[Richard's not sure whether he agrees with the sentiment. He'd rather clip wings off those who he perceived too similar to himself, who he would consider as potential threat in the future. Make them weak and desperate, so that they can't resist his offerings of mercy and love. Of course, as of now he has no reason to become a thorn on Silco's path. He is just as interested, if not even more, to see what of the man's ambition will led him as his companion seems to be.
He takes the tablet back, the dirt covered gloves clumsily sliding across the fractured screen.]
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He takes the tablet back, the dirt covered gloves clumsily sliding across the fractured screen.]
To who?