[ He’d meant dog more literally in this case, but it’s not like the metaphorical interpretation is wrong. If the conversation were less serious, then Hugo would probably mention that Hugo was a wolf Thiren, but it’s not so important for now. Silco will have to wait another day to learn of Hugo’s true bravery, alas. ]
Ha. How did you know that it’s been on my mind lately~?
[ That response is immediate once Silco points out how interesting it is what they share. Hugo does wonder if it unsettles Silco as much as it does him, but he also imagines not. It’s probably just a curiosity, because Hugo is the one that feels like the more he learns about Silco and his life, the more it seems like he’s peering into an alternate path of his own life.
Whether it’s better or worse, he can’t say, but it’s darker. Not because of the difference in their worlds, even, but because Silco had taken the harsher, more brutal path that Hugo had refused to. Is this what he would have been if he hadn’t met Jack?
…He thinks so, yes. ]
Lycaon and I’s paths were beginning to cross again before I came here, actually. I stole something important, and it was something that his dear master desperately wanted. Just a little gem, but I know what it’s capable of. That power shouldn’t be in the hands of anyone, frankly. But especially not the people who coveted it.
So, perhaps killing Lycaon was in my future. Perhaps we were walking down a parallel path to you and Vander.
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Ha. How did you know that it’s been on my mind lately~?
[ That response is immediate once Silco points out how interesting it is what they share. Hugo does wonder if it unsettles Silco as much as it does him, but he also imagines not. It’s probably just a curiosity, because Hugo is the one that feels like the more he learns about Silco and his life, the more it seems like he’s peering into an alternate path of his own life.
Whether it’s better or worse, he can’t say, but it’s darker. Not because of the difference in their worlds, even, but because Silco had taken the harsher, more brutal path that Hugo had refused to. Is this what he would have been if he hadn’t met Jack?
…He thinks so, yes. ]
Lycaon and I’s paths were beginning to cross again before I came here, actually. I stole something important, and it was something that his dear master desperately wanted. Just a little gem, but I know what it’s capable of. That power shouldn’t be in the hands of anyone, frankly. But especially not the people who coveted it.
So, perhaps killing Lycaon was in my future. Perhaps we were walking down a parallel path to you and Vander.