[It takes a blank moment for him to realize the "him" Silver's talking about and he stares at his blue... actually it's a grey hawaiian isn't it, jesus christ, this is the least aesthetically pleasing yet tasty thing.]

That would be something good to wish for, [selfish as can be too,] but I don't need the gods' help with that. I'm going to do it on my own.

[No wishes, no pleading for any higher being's help, just himself.]

It isn't like they've been much of a guiding presence in my life so far, after all, even if...

[... He looks pensive. Pry?]