[ As always. Silco only nods in slight deference to the Regent's acknowledgement. ]

I look forward to assisting, in any way an old man can, obviously. Perhaps some of them will come to their senses, if they lose enough battles, that they see the way the winds change. If not, well...

[ A wave of his hand, vague, towards the figures who've already tried, although a mismatched gaze lingered, on the one that held It. He didn't doubt at some point, they would have to start picking the Pleroma off, one by one, if need be. Not that he really cared enough about them to bat his single mobile eye. ]