[h3][right][color=ADADAD]Silas’ Catharsis[/color][/right][/h3][right][@Stanifly][@silver21][/right]

[color=7ece73][b][i]‘Subpar conversation’,[/i][/b][/color] [color=ADADAD]Silas has to resist rolling his eyes at Vicis’ clear displeasure of his lack of more [i]intelligent[/i] speaking. Literally, why does it matter? They can understand each other, is it really that bad? He can never understand these types of people.

He has half a mind to say something distasteful until Vicis hisses, a disturbing sound that echoes in Silas’ ears and makes him tense up again but accompanied with a sudden thrum of pressure in his head akin to a migraine peaking during a wave of pain until it just… Feels like a dull chill that makes him blink hard a few times, a rather satisfying buzz over the initial throbbing headache he had going on.

Whatever that was, he isn’t one to refuse a free painkiller, he feels much better actually. His grip on his glass was tighter than he realized when it happened, so he relaxes his hold with a small exhale.

However, was it Vicis who did that? Surely not. If he was does he thank him? Should he?

Silas decides maybe not, Vicis seems like the kinda guy to mutually dislike doing 'good' for others and have it perceived like he's doing it out of the good of his heart.

Instead, Silas just goes with pretending the moment mostly didn't happen and sips on his glass for a moment. Then he speaks with less of a slur to his voice and glance to Damien casually, "So. Since I'm a 'subpar' conversationalist, y'got anythin' more interestin' to say than me so Vicis doesn't hiss at me again? He said y'were from Hell? Let's talk about that, hm?"

He'd feel bad for putting Damien in the spotlight but also no he doesn't, he does feel the Hell thing is much more interesting than a fuck-up of a human talking about his miserable life currently and he's certain Vicis feels the same.

[hider=In this Catharsis]Silas head feel better :)[/hider]
[/color]