[Honestly? Richard would perhaps act on that hunger and let it claim what it desired. To indulge in the taste and smell of the other man, feel the hands grasp and pull him as they joined their bodies once gain. He would instigate all of that here if it wasn't for the crate sitting on Silco's table, occupying Richard's every thought. Alone, but not forgotten.

Richard's not entirely sure where to begin with the tale. To admit that he had been lying to Silco all of this time? Keeping part of his own legacy hidden? Just how far the dark ambitions of this demon would go. Well.. Guess it's best to start with the basics.]

I was tasked with denouncing the importance of status. And finding value in my own identity. [He then scoffed a light laughter.] Ridiculous, is it not? It seems that the council only aims to make mockery of us.