[ There's the thing, Silco wanted her to be independent, but only so independent. He wanted her brilliant mind to be nurtured, but he still wanted his daughter to need him. His fingers twitch, just so. ]
Well.
[ It's fine. It's fine. ]
If you have it covered, I'll leave it in your very capable hands.
[ if he got shot, then she'll want to keep him out of it. though he'll be in the line of fire if it goes back to him. jinx will have to be smart. this place makes keeping secrets . . . tricky.
[ he probably won't. jinx can hear him thinking from here, but that wasn't the point. instead she'll rest her head against his still-beating heart and remember there was a time it went silent. ]
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No need. I've got it covered.
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Well.
[ It's fine. It's fine. ]
If you have it covered, I'll leave it in your very capable hands.
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jinx just pats his chest. ]
You just rest up, mister.
Wrap?
[ As if Silco could tell Jinx no, even with something like this.
He'd never been good at it, but... in this, he could hardly stop her. Not when violence was singing in her blood, and she had a target.
He just had to make sure she didn't get hurt later. Doubly so, when he finds out what Daybit has cooking underneath that too-calm exterior. ]
Alright, alright. [ He will not rest, but that's because it's Silco, and he doesn't know the meaning of the word. ]
sounds good!