[ He stares at them. It's almost like he knows what's going through their head, but really, he doesn't. There's one thing Silco is good at, and it's the kind of mind games that come from living outside of polite society for too long. Silco is so, so good at getting under peoples' skin.
He tapped the cigar on the makeshift ashtray (a cup) before he puffed on it. ]
Do you trust them?
[ He asks, like a dragon spewing smoke over a village. ]
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He tapped the cigar on the makeshift ashtray (a cup) before he puffed on it. ]
Do you trust them?
[ He asks, like a dragon spewing smoke over a village. ]
After everything?