"Oh- Uh- Sure!" Silo laughed lightly as he was dragged over, and took a seat on the stool once he reached it. Once handed a cup, he held it in both hands, lifting it to his lips so he could take a small sip, taking a good sniff as well, and briefly closing his eyes. He always enjoyed the smell of coffee, as long as it wasn't too strong for his sensitive nose. His ears began picking up sound when, unknowingly, a fist had slammed against the desk.<br/><br/>Less than a minute later the man who'd been in Salazar's office came storming out, and the death glare that he and Sarah received was enough to make him lower his head just slightly. Naturally, when the glass shattered, Silo nearly jumped enough to slip from the stool seat, clutching to his cup of coffee and remaining tense like this with his shoulders scrunched for at least a minute afterwards. "Has this happened before?" Silo questioned, though waiting until Salazar's eyes had returned to their shade of blue. He'd guess so, if they had something prepared for it already.<br/><br/>"Good morning. I did, thank you. Did you?" Silo lifted a brow towards Salazar in a curious manner. Taking a moment to finish off the rest of his coffee, then setting the cup on the counter, he slipped off of the stool seat, ready to get going when Salazar was. "Are you ready to get going? I'll help cover the door, if you'd like, before we go." Silo cast a glance towards Sarah to hear what she'd say about the suggestion of his helping. He didn't mind anyways, as far as he was concerned, there wasn't any real rush. He'd come early enough to leave them some time before they'd be considered running late.