[ The request from communion has none of Silco's usual mental notes, none of the slimy, subtle way he normally slides up against Set's mental barriers. Normally he is like a puddle of polluted water, leaking under the door in lieu of a mental knock. Now, though, he is more like a wave crashing at the door, banging against it like a torrent, fighting to be let in before he bursts in like a torrent, a storm in the form of a man. It's like he's pacing in shared communion, an agitated mumble of anger, fear, worry, despair, circling over and over like they were dogs chasing each other in a circle.
He's reaching out to Set because there is a shared thread between them. Something that they share, or rather, something that they both value, above all things. That there was something greater than the two of them. That they both would do anything for. This thing that they share is a line, and it's one Silco tugs in this moment, because of all people — Set would understand his distress and the anguish that roiled through him. A desperate fear.
Set would understand what he asks. He would not abuse the knowledge, because like Silco had told him once in this very office before — They would never use their children against one another. They were fighting desperately for them, and them alone.
No, Set wouldn't do anything of that nature. That is the reason he can tell himself he comes now to him, even though the agitation is deeper than even his daughter's future. It's about something else, and when he gives voice through communion, the request sounds partially distressed. ]
I need to see you. Immediately. It's important.
[ Silco's demand is not a command, though it's very nearly there. It's strained as if Silco is holding back the torrent within him, even as it rages against Set's mental walls. ]
✹ COMMUNION
He's reaching out to Set because there is a shared thread between them. Something that they share, or rather, something that they both value, above all things. That there was something greater than the two of them. That they both would do anything for. This thing that they share is a line, and it's one Silco tugs in this moment, because of all people — Set would understand his distress and the anguish that roiled through him. A desperate fear.
Set would understand what he asks. He would not abuse the knowledge, because like Silco had told him once in this very office before — They would never use their children against one another. They were fighting desperately for them, and them alone.
No, Set wouldn't do anything of that nature. That is the reason he can tell himself he comes now to him, even though the agitation is deeper than even his daughter's future. It's about something else, and when he gives voice through communion, the request sounds partially distressed. ]
I need to see you. Immediately. It's important.
[ Silco's demand is not a command, though it's very nearly there. It's strained as if Silco is holding back the torrent within him, even as it rages against Set's mental walls. ]