[Unlike an attendant - which he was not - Silco leaned in so he could nip the swell of Richard's hip before he rose to his feet again. He brought the towel with him of course, draping the material over the younger man's shoulders as he made a point to then card his fingers through Richard's dark hair to make certain all of it was tucked behind an ear to keep those mismatched eyes visible. His own scarring was plain to see, no make-up covering the dark mottled skin or deep lines of scarring.]

Does that 'anything' include people? [It might be a simple question, but there was a load of problematic issues behind it. Those issues which Silco didn't allow himself to see.

He made a low 'hmm' sound as he considered the implications of Jinx going after Richard; he had intended to let them settle it out themselves and expected that her tantrums would wane with time and distraction of her own. Unfortunately, she was extremely possessive, so he could assume the vitriol that his lover had had to contend with. It might even be considered worse than what he had to contend with, only because he was used to dealing with his daughter in such moments of high emotional conflict.]

Likely. She was sneaking around with the boy; I found out. Unlike me who admitted I had a lover just had not - and have not - admitted an identity, and it was never anything I didn't skirt or deny. [See the difference? He did. Jinx didn't. Maybe no one agreed with him, but he frankly didn't care.]