[You know, there are only so many things you can do in a situation like this; ignoring Silver is out of the question (he'll just do the damn verbal equivalent of pounding on the door for twenty minutes) and trying to deny anything is utterly pointless, so the one remaining option is just to continue looking at...whatever he's looking at (and honestly, he's zoned out so hard on what he's looking at that it's going to take him a moment to remember what he's doing but for now, whatever it is, it's probably fine), and not look over at the boy, and just sort of own it in a sort of quiet, mildly irritated sort of way.
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So that's what he's going to do.]
I'm full of surprises like that, I suppose.
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