[ The heart, at least, makes perfect sense. He could have guessed that one from the way he'd consumed them from time to time. Whether it was the sacrifice Silco had once brought him, or the Kaiju, that tracked with what he knew of the man.
He leans down, and Silco narrowed an eye. He'd expected him to just. Put his fingers in the wound, or something. Maybe draw the blood out.
He's licking instead, and it's clear from the way his thigh is locked down, that he is forcing himself to stay in place.
It isn't that he doesn't trust Tezca, but... It was unexpected. Perhaps he should have clarified β Silco keeps making the same mistakes when it comes to these divine and demonic forces. ]
I see.
[ He says, his tone like the man that has just figured out what this actually means. ] I think the blood will have to suffice.
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He leans down, and Silco narrowed an eye. He'd expected him to just. Put his fingers in the wound, or something. Maybe draw the blood out.
He's licking instead, and it's clear from the way his thigh is locked down, that he is forcing himself to stay in place.
It isn't that he doesn't trust Tezca, but... It was unexpected. Perhaps he should have clarified β Silco keeps making the same mistakes when it comes to these divine and demonic forces. ]
I see.
[ He says, his tone like the man that has just figured out what this actually means. ] I think the blood will have to suffice.