He couldn't help but mumble to himself as he heard and saw everything thats going on. "Some of these fools should have been gotten rid of a long time ago. Even I'm not as estranged as some of these fucks." However, his mumbles came out a bit more clearer and louder than he had hoped. Oh well, Silas didn't care too much if they heard him or not, because he was sticking by his opinion. However, not all of them seemed too bad. Silas took a little bit of a liking to Devon already, he was the only one who seemed to have a bit of a clue on how to introduce himself to the group and he did it slightly well, even if how he finished it off and what he had started wasn't as pleasant. 

However unpleasant and somewhat nerve-racking it was to be around, at least Silas got to know what people could do without too much of the effort being required from him. This, he guessed, was a perk of being around the eccentrics. One of these eccentrics revealed themselves to be some sort of body-morpher, or perhaps, was she using illusions? He couldn't tell, although his curiosity was on the rise he wasn't about to ask her about it. Lest she either lie or use her powers to harm him while explaining. 

His ability to eavesdrop once again served Silas. This girl, rose , was talking about triggers. Silas, however, lost interest rather fast and resumed to focus primarily on the freakshow. He didn't know who was going next but he doubt this would be a performance worth missing. He was also a bit distraught by few of the comments made earlier. Although they had went through his ears before, only now was he beginning to actually care about a few of their meanings. For one, that Nikolai guy needed to shut the hell up, there is no way that kind of introduction could impress anyone here. Plus his public mating call will end up doing him more harm then good. 

[i] I call your eyes, kay'?[/i]. Now things got a little bit morbid, Silas couldn't tell if this was just an eye-fetishist or someone who just has a rather extreme urge to collect the bizarre. This was quite off putting, and made Silas a bit glad that his appearance wasn't as bizarre as some of the others around him. His hand moved up to his hair and he gave it a bit of a shake, a little bit of a habit he had developed over the years. Whenever he was off-ease, this would let him relax. At least if it was just a little bit. However, SIlas knew that little bit might be what he needed if he was going to stick around these guys.