Please, there are better places to be than this, taken and used by people who cannot help themselves?

[ Silco really should keep his mouth shut, and there's a dirty look from someone walking by. His lips twitch in annoyance.

Ah yes, the people can't even know that they are being helped. Complete ignorance to the masses is like trying to put a wet blanket onto an inferno, in his opinion. His lips turn down to a deeper frown. ]

Death is what it is. Better to die in the pursuit of something, than end up here.