[Silco believed his legacy would return to Zaun, and with that, anything that they accomplished here could have an effect. He had no idea that the timeline had moved on well beyond his reach soon enough, that anything he planned now was wasted on a future that he would never seen or experience. Even his legacy would fade away to nothingness, but as long as Zaun was free, he cared little about a namesake.

They could start here, and perhaps they could build something out of this mess that resembled a little of their home. That would be worthwhile, if only to bring a comfort of what they had lost here.]

If it were easy, what would be the point of anything? The unrelenting pursuit invites imagination and even through failure, we will find successes.

[Silco considered for a moment that stipulation. He hadn't even cared for weaponry, not from Viktor anyway. There were other means and people to produce weaponry.] Oh, I have no use of you building weapons, Viktor. My daughter and no doubt your partner if he ever arrives will be able to produce such items instead.

[He made a point of jabbing the wound of Jayce on purpose. Who knew if the bigger personality would arrive here; Silco would enjoy having a more long-termed opportunity to take the man's measure.]

Secrets, hmm? As you wish. What we have will be between the two of us. Give me a list of what you require, and I will see to it that it is done in a timely manner.