Silco sat at his desk writing down plans while you lay across the beams above his desk, letting your leg dangle off the edge as you fiddle with your knife

Todays mishap will set us back weeks...

He mentioned how when buyers came for their stuff, you freaked out and murdered everyone with your machine gun and bombs

He kept writing, but instead of yelling, he kept his voice calm because he wanted to know why you freaked out

What happened today?