Silo was taken by surprise when feeling the tap to his shoulder, jumping quite noticeably as he quickly looked back. Relieved to see that it was only Salazar, he had to take a hard swallow after having scared himself. "Thank you," He nodded, rolling his shoulders briefly to loosen them up a bit. Waiting to drink his water, Silo instead watched Salazar open his canister, briefly holding his breath. Taking a sniff in just as the man closed the canister, he immediately scrunched his nose, and was instantly able to recognize the smell of blood. He'd never been very fond of the scent.<br/><br/>"A few, so far." He chuckled lightly in response. Uncapping the bottle of water then lifting it to his lips, Silo leaned his head back to take a long swallow, relishing in the coolness of the soothing liquid. "What does.. That, taste like?" He curiously questioned, nodding briefly towards the metal canister that the man held. "Do you like drinking it?" Silo continued questioning, each one seeming to just flow from his tongue whenever one popped into his head. In all truth, he couldn't help it. He enjoyed finding answers, both from people and from books.