[ Silco's eyebrow rose -- the other perpetually locked, although the drawn in brow was marred from the fight, scattered. His scar too showed, the makeup he used to cover the large space above his eye had not been corrected yet. Kaeya was privy to a rare sight, Silco looking somewhat out of place.

He supposed it was Kaeya's fault, to start with, that he'd drawn Estinien into battle, but could any of them have predicted this? That the innocent would come out, or that it would be that powerful? The Regent had hinted, of course, but they had not provided details.

Then again, even speaking of their power, Silco would have trouble believing in. He found himself dwarfed by the scale, like he was looking down into the ocean, and beheld the vastness of it, and found himself wanting of that truly vast power. And yet to be taken by selecting else... no. He wanted it for himself alone. ]

Could you have predicted for that? I cornered it with Makoto and Gen. They overwhelmed him.

I hardly feel at fault.

[ He didn't accept Kaeya's apology, but neither did he reassure him. Unfortunately, Silco was still Silco. ]