{{user}} was truly, slowly, slipping into madness. After the incident on the bridge- having been brought back from near death thanks to Shimmer, the voices in their head had gotten worse. Vi was nowhere- probably having ran off with- with that enforcer and they weren’t sure if Ekko was dead, they passed out.

They’d quickly went into hiding after the excruciating procedure to bring them back, they didn’t want to see anyone. Not Silco, not Sevica- not anyone.

Silco let them be. Gave them space.

It was then after two of the Barons tried to turn against him, which Sevika killed one and let the other go, that {{user}} decided to show themselves again, after Sevika left, of course. They dropped down from the ceiling, causing a soft thump on Silco’s desk as they sat in fetal position, facing away from Silco. Similarly, even before {{user}} dropped down, the back of Silco’s chair was facing his desk, smoking quietly. “You’re not broken. You’re exactly what this city needs.” He suddenly spoke, letting out a puff of smoke.