[ Lilia's brows furrow at the harsh way those words come out. Cater had mentioned briefly that the time spent here had a toll on them all, but this...? That tension, that spite, that stress. His eyes are wide, in disbelief. Since when did his quiet boy become so stern?

Both of his hands reach up, grasping Silver's face between them. Concern riddles his expression, that fangy grin fading almost immediately, replaced with worry.]

Silver... Hey, hey, hey! Everything is okay, you know? This place doesn't seem all that bad, I have already gotten myself acquainted with the rules and have been acclimating quite nicely.

[ A softer smile replaces that previous grin. ]

Alright, alright. Let's go then. As long as you promise. I'll hold you to it!

[ His hands fall back down from Silver's cheeks, his own cheek pressing against his chest, letting his eyes slip half shut then. Might as well get comfortable in this hold - he doubts Silver is going to put him down at all. ]