Silo glared half-heartedly over at Salazar when 'werecat' was mentioned, and a small growl could be heard from his throat, though it held no threat behind it. "Not a chance," He grumbled in reply, his arms loosely crossed over his chest. It was hard to keep a near pout on his features after seeing Salazar's grin- Of which was proving to be impossibly contagious. "About myself..?" Silo then frowned. What was he supposed to share? Anything certainly held a wide variety of possibilities...<br/><br/>"Well.. I, uh.." He nervously cleared his throat, rubbing at his upper arm with the opposite hand, chewing at the inside of his cheek. "I don't know what to share.. I can't say I'm a very interesting person, really," He dryly chuckled. The only interesting though fairly annoying thing that really happened to him now was the full night, forced shifts. They weren't fun, certainly, but they were a certain kind of.. Exhilarating. "What exactly would you like to know?"