[Silco sighed as she ignored his question and simply packed up and moved to leave. This situationship was not a topic that was over, he knew, but he had hoped that Jinx would let him have a small bright spot just beyond their circle for as long as it lasted. He gave it a few months, and then he could settle right back into seclusion from intimate partners as he had for decades before coming here.
He couldn't lie to her; he had run afoul with regards to withholding information from her too long while he verified it. He knew withholding the information was result in far worse, yet he couldn't help but realize his social circle was so small and he trusted so little that this was something he would sit on alone. It was his decision, his momentary weakness to enjoy being desired.
Perhaps he would pay dearly for it.]
Yes, see you, Jinx. Call if you need anything.
[He reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose between two fingers once she had left, shaking his head as he stood in silence in the vacant house. Maybe this was some form of empty nest syndrome or some other bullshit. Either way, he remained alone cleaning up after her meal prep and tidying the house before the weight of their discussion and its impeding iterations of the future had him forcing his feet into shoes and leaving the house to check in on Richard. If unavailable, he would simply check on his businesses.]
action;
He couldn't lie to her; he had run afoul with regards to withholding information from her too long while he verified it. He knew withholding the information was result in far worse, yet he couldn't help but realize his social circle was so small and he trusted so little that this was something he would sit on alone. It was his decision, his momentary weakness to enjoy being desired.
Perhaps he would pay dearly for it.]
Yes, see you, Jinx. Call if you need anything.
[He reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose between two fingers once she had left, shaking his head as he stood in silence in the vacant house. Maybe this was some form of empty nest syndrome or some other bullshit. Either way, he remained alone cleaning up after her meal prep and tidying the house before the weight of their discussion and its impeding iterations of the future had him forcing his feet into shoes and leaving the house to check in on Richard. If unavailable, he would simply check on his businesses.]