"Goodbye, Mike," Silo politely called after the male, quirking a brow slightly for a moment however. He watched as Nicholas went off as well, leaving himself and Salazar. Turning his gaze towards the man once more, Silo rubbed his knuckles with a thumb in a nervous manner. "I mean..." He cleared his throat with a small sound. "I plan to, most likely. I see no reason to stay there, when I've so kindly been offered a job here... Which seems to already be a world better than that job at the diner." Silo dryly chuckled, smiling slightly towards Salazar. He hoped the man wasn't simply acting so kind out of sympathy... He could take care of himself, even if that meant going through hell to do it. Since his parents had been killed, he'd already been doing it anyways.<br/><br/>"I do appreciate it, though. Very, very much. I'm sure you know how bad humans can get with their criticism.." It didn't help that he'd had to deal with them for hours straight, without a break. Apparently, he wasn't worthy of a break. He worked, usually, from 3 PM to 12 AM, without any break to be heard of. He was pretty sure the manager simply didn't like him.