[ Both excellent questions, honestly. Silco could appreciate a mind that looked for the consequences of actions, before it was too late, and one couldn't worm their way out of them. Unlike Emet-Selch, who had done so, looked before he leapt.

He smiled, and shrugged. ]

I believe he also has a mark, to show the displeasure of the Regent. So I'd recommend not doing so. It's been as simple as showing...an appropriate amount of respect, thus far.

[ Ah, and hadn't Silco lived under the boot of his betters for years? He knew precisely how to do that, how to say the right words, and grease elbows just right. One had to, even if they had little respect for anyone themselves. ]

As for me... well. I have no grand magics to speak of, or power. I had a knife, when we were in your position. Even so, I attempted to attack those that would flee to the Pleroma.

[ He smiled, and it was rather prideful, or outwardly so, at least. One eye closed, the look was forever-marred by the ever-watching eye. ] I was thanked for at least trying.

Perhaps not useful, but the effort was made.