The horse came to a stop just a few feet away from the sole standing figure in the midst of some violent aftermath. "'Long way' is an understatement." He said, tilting his head to get a better look at the guy. He scanned for a moment before hopping off of his horse, feet clumping dully against dirt. "By the looks of things, it seems you're in a similar situation." Whether or not this place was the man's physical home was less Silas' meaning as the fact that he was completely alone was. One could argue that a man had no home when the people he cared about no longer lived. In Silas' case, things had changed so much when his brother had left that it hardly felt like home at all anymore. It made it easier to leave when the time came.