Nodding, Silo pulled out a pen that had wound up in his pocket from some time during the day, and clicked the top of it so he could begin writing. He simply sighed when the fifth page was mentioned, but didn't protest. Surprise hit him, though, when Mike interjected, and he glanced up after taking the papers from Salazar. "Well, I guess there's not much that we can do about it at the moment. Eventually, maybe." Silo kept himself calm about it as he usually did, unless riled up otherwise. Quietly he filled out the papers with his name and what not, until he got to the last page. Glancing to Mike, Salazar, and Nicholas, he paused. It still didn't seem right that they were forced to throw themselves out there like that.. People who weren't exactly straight, weren't thrown out into the public. He had guessed long ago that humans were afraid of what was different- That was different- But at the same time he was relieved that the attack on people who didn't follow that straight line weren't specifically pointed at.. But that didn't exclude them from everything, either.<br/><br/>"Here you are." Silo clicked his pen once more so the tip would go back into hiding, and slipped it into his pant pocket. He offered the group of papers to Salazar, before grabbing his cup of coffee again, lifting it to his lips so he could take another swallow, relishing in the heat of it. "Thank you, again, Salazar. I appreciate it." He quietly spoke, before looking to Mike and Nicholas, offering a small smile. "Thank you both, too." It'd been nice, receiving such a warm welcoming- Especially from Mike.