[Silco was not offended by scents particularly. When one lived in the Undercity, there was always a unique fragrance that was actually comforting. The scent of his daughter having slept for days and now had an odor didn't bother him, but it acted as a reminder that others likely would should she venture out.]
[He always preferred to protect her interests, especially now that she was turning her attention to areas where they had a common interest. He was willing to cultivate that shared experience and not have a direct hand in it to allow her the learning opportunities that came with a business of her own.
He moved over to Jinx as if to prove that he wasn't offended by her post-sleep odor and reached for one of her long braids.]
Mmm, baked white fish filets stuffed with rice and a cream sauce and probably some vegetables which I haven't decided on.
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Very well. I checked on your café while you slept; it still stands and appears to be as you left it.
[He always preferred to protect her interests, especially now that she was turning her attention to areas where they had a common interest. He was willing to cultivate that shared experience and not have a direct hand in it to allow her the learning opportunities that came with a business of her own.
He moved over to Jinx as if to prove that he wasn't offended by her post-sleep odor and reached for one of her long braids.]
Mmm, baked white fish filets stuffed with rice and a cream sauce and probably some vegetables which I haven't decided on.
[He had, indeed, done away with the leftovers.]