It's refreshing not being kowtowed to — Piltover taught him arrogance, no doubt. Or perhaps he was simply like that. Singed had never feared Silco either, and not just because he was at the man's mercy when it came to Shimmer, not just because Silco had been weak and injured in front of him, but simply a blinkered lack of imagination, lack of social mores, refusal to obedience— traits which Silco had killed over but respected in his allies.

The octopus detaches itself from the wall and, deciding they were doing well enough on their own, floats out to investigate the cave, swimming through the air like it's water, always moving to keep itself subtle and concealed, a prey animal as much as it is a predator. The delicate balance of something in between on the food chain. It's decided to investigate and see if the threat is gone, though it doesn't communicate as much to Silco, simply acting independently. Silco watches it go with bemusement, says nothing. Uses his fingers to comb his hair back into place.

"Funny, that this was supposed to be a new life, and yet two of the first people I meet here are those who knew me — or knew my city, at least. Tell me, is this a common coincidence or have we been granted some special blessing."