[The sudden affection flashing in Silco's face is enough to disarm Richard and quell some of that anger boiling his blood, replacing it with a mild confusion, which was just as short lived as his lover's softness. The underlying threat for potential violence might be gone, but the air is still cold around them.
Richard sighs out through his nose in frustration, seeing no point in continuing argument. And why would he? They might disagree with it, but at least Silco seems to be willing to respect his boundary on the matter. They would continue keeping their pact secret, hiding it away from possible eyes. Of course, there was matters regarding Jinx and Charles, but they would both handle them. Silco would confront his daughter while Richard his subject. He might not have the power he did back at home, but at least he had the respect of the Ghost that came naturally with his position.
Of course, Richard wasn't foolish enough to think that this was the last time they visited this subject. In a small community as this it was only matter of time when secrets began to spread out if one was not careful. But ah, oh well. They'll cross that bridge when it comes to it.
Richard walked at the table next to Silco, and following his lover's example, he too reached out for the forgotten glass and bottle. He poured more whiskey on his glass, filling it way past the half-way, and then backed down to settle on his chair.]
Well, since you seem to be able to hear my thoughts so loud and clear why won't you share, hm? Just what it is that I disapprove of?
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Date: 2024-11-10 09:01 pm (UTC)Richard sighs out through his nose in frustration, seeing no point in continuing argument. And why would he? They might disagree with it, but at least Silco seems to be willing to respect his boundary on the matter. They would continue keeping their pact secret, hiding it away from possible eyes. Of course, there was matters regarding Jinx and Charles, but they would both handle them. Silco would confront his daughter while Richard his subject. He might not have the power he did back at home, but at least he had the respect of the Ghost that came naturally with his position.
Of course, Richard wasn't foolish enough to think that this was the last time they visited this subject. In a small community as this it was only matter of time when secrets began to spread out if one was not careful. But ah, oh well. They'll cross that bridge when it comes to it.
Richard walked at the table next to Silco, and following his lover's example, he too reached out for the forgotten glass and bottle. He poured more whiskey on his glass, filling it way past the half-way, and then backed down to settle on his chair.]
Well, since you seem to be able to hear my thoughts so loud and clear why won't you share, hm? Just what it is that I disapprove of?