"What if I'm crazy?" Her hands rushed to her hair holding them tightly, her breathing were rampant, and her crazed eyes looked at him. They begged Silco for answers no longer hiding in her stone faced facade. He went one step closer grasping her wrists with one hand and the other grabbed her face. He made her look up too him, a sense of pride emulated and bursted in his blood vessels. It was having the fact that a counselor from topside showed him such a miserable face did he feel great pleasure. He moved his face closer to hers, one breath away. "All the best people are." He whispered, analyzing and embedding the look of desperation and desire to his mind. -------- Didn't see too many people make Silco fanfic so I made one!