[ He smirked, at the comment. At least he didn't want false platitudes, which was better than what others would have asked for. Some wanted it. The empty reassurances, telling them that everything would be okay, and wasn't that just sad? Silco hated it. He didn't want some pretend promise, it's why -- even though he stopped by each of these shrines -- he didn't dare to hope.

Everything got taken away, after all. ]

Yes, of course it's better than here. It's not Achamoth, but... [ A pause. ] Achamoth is a city, by the way. Just in case you accuse me of not providing enough information again. You'll find that it's warmer than here, some clothing is provided, at least until they're ready to take you to the Citadel.

[ Not mentioned: the distilled Kenoma, that he'll have to drink. Oops. ]