[Word traveled fast in Zaun, but Silco sometimes felt not need to bring up the obvious. He took care of things in the background, protective of his only child and yet not denying her the opportunity to push back as she was pulled forward in Zaun. It hardened his daughter, as it should. He did not have the same network, not with the locals being estranged from the Chosen, and this particular care pitted the two people he happened to enjoy the company of against each other.
It seemed that Jinx was not in the mood to talk to him, and when she simply rolled over and it seemed like she might go to sleep rather than engage, he was reminded of the difficulties of raising a teenage daughter. Nineteen she may be, but some parts of her remained frozen in time much younger. No matter, he loved her just the same.
So, he stood from the couch again, tugging his vest lightly.] Very well, when you feel like speaking to me, we can talk. Otherwise, I will leave you to your rest.
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Date: 2024-10-12 12:38 pm (UTC)It seemed that Jinx was not in the mood to talk to him, and when she simply rolled over and it seemed like she might go to sleep rather than engage, he was reminded of the difficulties of raising a teenage daughter. Nineteen she may be, but some parts of her remained frozen in time much younger. No matter, he loved her just the same.
So, he stood from the couch again, tugging his vest lightly.] Very well, when you feel like speaking to me, we can talk. Otherwise, I will leave you to your rest.