Silus smirked at the responses he received from Cyrul and Seilber, scratching the back of his head while he hefted his bag onto his shoulder "well, I'll let you two decide which one I'm going to be kept warm by tonight" he smirked and tossed his bag into a nearby locker which he had claimed. Pulling out a pair of black silk boxers and his sleeping roll, Silus yawned before spitting the dust in his mouth into a bin as he made his way to a toilet to get changed. 

He walked back out, grey jeans and white shirt folded up into neat squares. He placed them back into his bag and scratched gently at the long pink scar that marred the pale flesh of his. The scar began at his right hip and ended just below the left side of his rib cage. He scratched it again and grabbed his sleeping bag before walking over to Seilber and putting his arm her shoulders "decided yet?" He said with a grin.