did somebody say world domination?

Like they were the type to offer each other casual touch and affection, when it was so hard for them to give to others. Vander silently grabbing a comb to brush through Silco’s hair, Silco wordlessly applying polish to Vander’s gauntlets.

I don’t know why the scene hit me so profoundly, but it did. Maybe it’s because there’s a level of intimacy needed in order to so casually hang your coat within another’s. You need to be trusting of the other person’s level of cleanliness, first off, to assume your own clothes won’t pick up some dirt, or a foul smell. And there’s the fact that a scent is likely to be picked up- Silco’s jacket then would smell like Vander, and Vander’s would smell like Silco. Whatever cologne or body wash or personal BO they had must’ve been strong enough to linger, given how Jinx tried sniffing their coats, even after all the years.

It also shows the heartbreaking layer of trust that Silco had for Vander. To slip his jacket into Vander’s, like a physical reminder that Vander was his protector. That he knew he was smaller and weaker but also knew that Vander would never hurt him.

Until he did, anyway. Despite how casually intimate they were, despite how trusting, how intertwined.

silco FINALLY making his appearance after jinx has been longing for him, and it's when she's at her absolute lowest. when she needs him the MOST.

and it's him telling her that his way was wrong, that the only way to break the cycle of violence is to be able to move forward and choose a better path.

the hallucination wasn't scary, wasn't berating or antagonizing. no scratches. just silco's presence there with her, trying to guide her as he always did but this time he's trying to guide her in the right direction because he (in their strange narrative way through a hallucination) recognizes that he lead her down a dark path by holding onto that anger.