[ He barely realizes what he's doing until it happens. He reaches out, and all of his hair is suddenly askew. Silco's normally perfectly in control locks go every which way. With it all down, Tezca is granted a very unique insight: that Silco's hair is longer than his styling suggests, and that down, it looks...

Well.

Endearing isn't the right word, but close enough.

His lips thinned. ]

Oh yes, of course. You're the infallible one. The only exception.

[ His good hand reaches up to smooth through his hair and put it back into place. ]

I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. [ He sniffs. ] Your lot has proven time and time again that godhood truly is nothing more than posessing more power than they know what to do with.