[Silco hadn't returned to that space since before the incident that left him scarred and mutilated, abandoning the shared spaces for the revolution. Too many memories. It had indeed passed out of his consciousness, buried deep enough to not be able to bother him despite the fact that he could vividly remember every aspect of that place in the mines. It had been... a long time ago.
He turned his head at her single word, wondering if it were her simply capping the end of the conversation or if there was something more that he was missing. While he didn't restrict her going to the mines, that place was well out of the way, long abandoned and dismissed from the minds of the people who were alive to remember it.]
You were talking about the Last Drop, were you not?
[His fingers tightened on the brush. No, he wouldn't relinquish the opportunity, unless she decided to insist.]
It's fine. Your hair is quite the mess, and it's better that you warm in the bath and rest.
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Date: 2025-01-06 02:01 pm (UTC)He turned his head at her single word, wondering if it were her simply capping the end of the conversation or if there was something more that he was missing. While he didn't restrict her going to the mines, that place was well out of the way, long abandoned and dismissed from the minds of the people who were alive to remember it.]
You were talking about the Last Drop, were you not?
[His fingers tightened on the brush. No, he wouldn't relinquish the opportunity, unless she decided to insist.]
It's fine. Your hair is quite the mess, and it's better that you warm in the bath and rest.