Almost immediately, as his chin was tilted up so his gaze would meet with Salazar's, a flush came to Silo's cheeks. "If... If you insist on it," He replied with a small stammer. Glancing back when feeling a hand on the small of his back, Silo allowed himself to be guided out through the doorway without a word or action of protest. Realizing that Salazar seemed to already know the direction towards his apartment, he rose a brow over towards the vampire. "You.. Remembered my address already?" He questioned with a slightly tilted head, his brows furrowed with mild confusion. Salazar couldn't have had more than a moment or two to glance it, let alone already know how to get there.<br/><br/>"Oh. I will," He then nodded quickly, grinning just slightly. He'd always hated the manager, and the manager had always hated him. The feelings were mutual, apparently. If the man did give him any trouble though, it felt reassuring that he could go to Salazar. "I'll make sure to stop by the diner tomorrow and finish that business." Silo kept his hands in his pockets, and although the man beside him was a bit of a comfort, it was obvious that he was far more tense than he'd previously been now that they were out on the streets. Anything could happen, he'd learned quite quickly. "Thanks, for walking me home." He nervously chuckled. "Though.. I'm pretty sure I could've made it on my own,"