Silco watched, a slight tap, tap of the knife against his thigh, before he set it down. That was certainly a sword, and it had come out of the shards on her arm, too. The intimidation alone of it was... exciting. ]
A little more personal than even a knife.
[ He said, half a joke, and half impressed. It was a wound, after all, wasn't it? He eyed it, his two-tone gaze looked the blade down. That was the kind of thing that impressed him. To take the pain, and make a monster out of it. ]
I'm impressed. Most tend to be...afraid, to allow an... injury of that sort become a strength.
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Silco watched, a slight tap, tap of the knife against his thigh, before he set it down. That was certainly a sword, and it had come out of the shards on her arm, too. The intimidation alone of it was... exciting. ]
A little more personal than even a knife.
[ He said, half a joke, and half impressed. It was a wound, after all, wasn't it? He eyed it, his two-tone gaze looked the blade down. That was the kind of thing that impressed him. To take the pain, and make a monster out of it. ]
I'm impressed. Most tend to be...afraid, to allow an... injury of that sort become a strength.