[ It's that he's been paying attention. Watching. Or maybe it's because there's less stress than there was in Kenos, Silco feels less...doggedly like he has to protect and sequester away what few allies he has. He doesn't fear that Tezcatlipoca will defect to the other side, because there is no other side. There's nowhere for him to go to betray him.

He thinks. What could there be? ]

Your Priest? [ He asked, taking the cigarette from him, and he even let him light it. ]

I wonder if we will. Return.

Do you think we'll be shuffled across to yet another place, after this?

I'm tired of it.

[ He says with smoke wafting out of his mouth. He wants to go home too. He knows something will happen.

If he knows, can he anticipate it? Change it? Does he care? ]