He wants to ask more questions, but Silco also knows that it's not likely to yield much in terms of results right now. Not when their topic of conversation is on something else — more important, he would attest.
Silco's eyes shifted to the side, and there's a look on his face that says, very clearly, that he might be in trouble about this one. ]
Ah, well... I think unfortunately... he knows that I know what he is.
[ Oops? ]
I can try, but I think that he has already noticed that I know what he is.
[ He doesn't add that he might have already... done a Whole Thing about him, and that the demon already had the scent. ]
[ Well. Tezcatlipoca can’t exactly criticize him, because honestly, this is pretty much what he expected… ]
Yeah, kinda figured, considering.
[ He gestures to Silco to refer to his everything, but the gesture lingers on the joint especially. The fact that Silco accepted it is also telling for how he’s feeling about the demon, he thinks. ]
Well, if you think it would work, you can evoke my name. Like I said, not promising to do anything about it, since this is your battle to fight. But you feel like pulling the “I know a guy” thing, I’ve got no problems with that. Up to you.
[ to be fair to him, he did think he was playing a game with him.
It isn't like that wouldn't be beyond his ability. ]
Who knows, maybe it will.
[ He shrugged, before he took another long pull of the thing. It's been a long, long time since he did this, but it isn't like Silco hasn't been microdosing harder drugs for years. ]
I'll come up with something. Either he will... let me be, or...
[ Or not
He knew it was or not, but let him sound hopeful, at least. ]
[ Tezcatlipoca hums out a note as he watches Silco for a moment. It’s hard to tell if this is something purposefully thoughtful or just, you know, a little bit of a high hitting him, but he’d gladly keep that confusion. In reality, he has a pretty high tolerance, but it’s nice to mask the consideration.
…Because this is exactly why he didn’t descend to Earth beyond one-off encounters. He’s the god of impartiality, so he doesn’t take sides in anything. Thing is, that’s a hell of a lot easier to do when you don’t know people personally. It’s not like he’d hesitate, since his duties as a god are very separate from his personal feelings on anything, but still. ]
Just watch yourself, Silco. You’ve been lucky so far. And thing about luck is, it always runs out.
[ It’s not exactly cheerful or reassuring, but that’s the kind Tezcatlipoca is. It’s why the two of them get along and why neither of them did with Quetzalcoatl. There’s no heroic, caring oath he can offer, and Silco wouldn’t take it anyways. ]
[ He knows he's a Zaunite, everything they have is from sheer determination, and luck? Luck has so little do to with anything. He'd consider himself unlucky, but like most, disbelieving in it is easier, and more automatic than simply discarding it. ]
You know I am a careful man. I don't intend to make this easy.
[ curb your enthusiasm theme starts playing in the background. ]
[ Yeah, honestly. Tezcatlipoca makes a Face™️ like he can hear it, but this is also typical Silco too. ]
Sure, but luck doesn't have anything to do with being careful. Or, puttin' it another way, harder to be careful if you lack situational awareness. Not sayin' that as a dig against you, mean more that we just never know what kinda kaiju is around the corner. Shit like that.
[ Plus, though he won't bring it up, he's also noticed that Silco is just very stubborn about his view of the world. The fact that things might not fit into his understanding is inconceivable, as the whole mess with his (former) demon shows. Tezcatlipoca waves a hand to dismiss the topic, but also to dissipate some of the smoke that lingers close to him. ]
...Anyways. Said my piece, so no need to just keep reiterating it. [ He gestures towards Silco's joint lightly. ] Feeling a little more relaxed now, though?
[ Tezca, unsurprisingly, has more awareness than Silco does about himself. He's... well. It's going to take a lot to get him to experience a modicum of self-awareness, so he's 100% correct, even if Silco would say otherwise.
Because of course he would.
He inhaled, and blew out the thick plume of smoke. ]
Hm.
[ He's still stressed, fretting, worried, but at least there's a relaxed pressure in the back of his head, like a beam holding up the cascade of thoughts, stresses, and everything else he has. It's at least enough that he's not winding himself up, putting together plans and little things that will take an elaborate (and likely deadly for himself) turn if he isn't careful.
He closed one eye, but the other is still focused on Tezca. ]
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He wants to ask more questions, but Silco also knows that it's not likely to yield much in terms of results right now. Not when their topic of conversation is on something else — more important, he would attest.
Silco's eyes shifted to the side, and there's a look on his face that says, very clearly, that he might be in trouble about this one. ]
Ah, well... I think unfortunately... he knows that I know what he is.
[ Oops? ]
I can try, but I think that he has already noticed that I know what he is.
[ He doesn't add that he might have already... done a Whole Thing about him, and that the demon already had the scent. ]
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Yeah, kinda figured, considering.
[ He gestures to Silco to refer to his everything, but the gesture lingers on the joint especially. The fact that Silco accepted it is also telling for how he’s feeling about the demon, he thinks. ]
Well, if you think it would work, you can evoke my name. Like I said, not promising to do anything about it, since this is your battle to fight. But you feel like pulling the “I know a guy” thing, I’ve got no problems with that. Up to you.
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It isn't like that wouldn't be beyond his ability. ]
Who knows, maybe it will.
[ He shrugged, before he took another long pull of the thing. It's been a long, long time since he did this, but it isn't like Silco hasn't been microdosing harder drugs for years. ]
I'll come up with something. Either he will... let me be, or...
[ Or not
He knew it was or not, but let him sound hopeful, at least. ]
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…Because this is exactly why he didn’t descend to Earth beyond one-off encounters. He’s the god of impartiality, so he doesn’t take sides in anything. Thing is, that’s a hell of a lot easier to do when you don’t know people personally. It’s not like he’d hesitate, since his duties as a god are very separate from his personal feelings on anything, but still. ]
Just watch yourself, Silco. You’ve been lucky so far. And thing about luck is, it always runs out.
[ It’s not exactly cheerful or reassuring, but that’s the kind Tezcatlipoca is. It’s why the two of them get along and why neither of them did with Quetzalcoatl. There’s no heroic, caring oath he can offer, and Silco wouldn’t take it anyways. ]
YELLS TEZ
Please, if this is luck...?
[ He knows he's a Zaunite, everything they have is from sheer determination, and luck? Luck has so little do to with anything. He'd consider himself unlucky, but like most, disbelieving in it is easier, and more automatic than simply discarding it. ]
You know I am a careful man. I don't intend to make this easy.
[ curb your enthusiasm theme starts playing in the background. ]
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Sure, but luck doesn't have anything to do with being careful. Or, puttin' it another way, harder to be careful if you lack situational awareness. Not sayin' that as a dig against you, mean more that we just never know what kinda kaiju is around the corner. Shit like that.
[ Plus, though he won't bring it up, he's also noticed that Silco is just very stubborn about his view of the world. The fact that things might not fit into his understanding is inconceivable, as the whole mess with his (former) demon shows. Tezcatlipoca waves a hand to dismiss the topic, but also to dissipate some of the smoke that lingers close to him. ]
...Anyways. Said my piece, so no need to just keep reiterating it. [ He gestures towards Silco's joint lightly. ] Feeling a little more relaxed now, though?
🎀
Because of course he would.
He inhaled, and blew out the thick plume of smoke. ]
Hm.
[ He's still stressed, fretting, worried, but at least there's a relaxed pressure in the back of his head, like a beam holding up the cascade of thoughts, stresses, and everything else he has. It's at least enough that he's not winding himself up, putting together plans and little things that will take an elaborate (and likely deadly for himself) turn if he isn't careful.
He closed one eye, but the other is still focused on Tezca. ]
I suppose I am. It's appreciated, Tezca.
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