[ Is that not the thing that binds the two of them, then? That their loyalty was ultimately tethered to their absent children, their suffering children, their dying children. Like Set, Silco saw the pain of others and found it no greater than his own — no more important, no more indicative of some greater good or evil. All they saw was their own. All that mattered was their own. Anubis could arrive in Kenos right this moment, and ask him to throw it all away — and, with guilt and shame, he would. It would hurt, but he would.

Perhaps it is a mercy, then, that Anubis has never come to Kenos. Not like Jinx, whom had flitted into and out of Silco's life in a way that had cornered him, driven him deeper into the claws of his contract. Until there was no way out, until all he had left was to ensure something survived beyond him to care for her. ]

My sister is a goddess of miracles, Silco. A woman who loves women and children and would drown the world for her own. I come from an era when gods still walk among men, and do deeds on their behalf. I would lower myself before a woman who I loved and betrayed me, and ask her for one more intercession. For Jinx. When Meridian wins, I readily see a way for her to live — safe and free.

[ And it goes without saying, that he would never allow Piltover to continue, even if Meridian were to win. ]

If Lady Yima could not save Jinx now, she will not be able to save her in the future. Only I can, and I am not walking in a direction that does not contain countless possibilities for her survival. I will not take that risk, because — I care for you. And your wishes. I really do.