[ Tezcatlipoca flips back onto his back at the first response, just staring through the text up towards the ceiling. He sighs and reaches up to pinch the bridge of his nose, because he does have to take a moment to consider how to approach this even before the slight clarification comes.
Silco embodies his primary domain perfectly. No matter what the man does, he's conflict. Hell, he's conflict personified even more than the god himself, because Tezcatlipoca has other duties he cares about too. That's the problem for Silco. Conflict is a difficult burden to carry as your sole focus. Whatever he's throwing a tantrum about, it's surely a lesson in that respect.
...Even so. Getting the confirmation with the second message makes Tezcatlipoca sigh and lazily shift off the bed. He grabs his loungewear pants and pulls them on, but nothing else. He doesn't exactly care about being under-dressed, since it's Silco's fault for waking him up in the first place. He grabs his cigarettes and lighter, since he expects he might want them, but otherwise shuffles outside and taps his fist on the door for Silco to let him in.
He's never confirmed it, but paranoid fucker that Silco is? He's just assuming it's locked. No need to even try and open it. ]
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Silco embodies his primary domain perfectly. No matter what the man does, he's conflict. Hell, he's conflict personified even more than the god himself, because Tezcatlipoca has other duties he cares about too. That's the problem for Silco. Conflict is a difficult burden to carry as your sole focus. Whatever he's throwing a tantrum about, it's surely a lesson in that respect.
...Even so. Getting the confirmation with the second message makes Tezcatlipoca sigh and lazily shift off the bed. He grabs his loungewear pants and pulls them on, but nothing else. He doesn't exactly care about being under-dressed, since it's Silco's fault for waking him up in the first place. He grabs his cigarettes and lighter, since he expects he might want them, but otherwise shuffles outside and taps his fist on the door for Silco to let him in.
He's never confirmed it, but paranoid fucker that Silco is? He's just assuming it's locked. No need to even try and open it. ]