I like Silver, but also fuck him. Even if they would’ve died, they would’ve died fighting for what they believed in. It didn’t scare them, they were willing to die for it, they thought it was worth dying for. And maybe they would’ve lost, but maybe they would’ve inspired a further uprising. If you didn’t believe in it, you should’ve walked away, you shouldn’t have made them think that you shared their conviction and then stab them in the back. Their life, their choice, but you took it away.

THANK YOU THIS A THOUSAND TIMES THIS! This is exactly what I’m saying in regards to Silver and his version of love that… emphatically is not love. Love does not try to control, it does not say to someone, “your life is more important than your spirit.” Silver has never had convictions or he would know that, and if he loved either of them he would not have done so many of the things he did. I mean – what kind of amoral fuck finds out that the love of his friend’s life is alive, knowing that that friend has been in agony for ten years, and then not only doesn’t free their friend’s lover or tell the friend they’re alive but marks down the prison they’re being kept in as a place to maybe send their friend as well? What kind of twisted asshole then tries to tell the BLACK WOMAN DESCENDED FROM SLAVES he hopes to marry that he’s sent that friend – a friend of hers as well – North in chains to stay at that prison as if it’s not engaging in a form of slavery and tries to pretend it’s ok because it was for their own good? That is not love – that is control, and it is toxic and gross and so, so not what either Madi or Flint deserved. I think I’ve made it pretty clear that I am absolutely not a fan of Silver’s at this point precisely because of this and I honestly don’t know how Madi is meant to forgive him for any of this. I find myself wishing that she and Vane had gotten together instead and that he had lived – he never would have done this to her.