Silas listened with a slightly turned head, taking in what Terran was saying to compare his notes on later. He did not correct any discrepancies he heard-- If working with SCION had taught him one thing, it was that facts had a way of turning themselves about. 

And if it had taught him a second thing, it was not to question someone with magical talents to their face. 

So he sat, and he listened, and kept any disagreements or bit facts to himself. There was a time and a place for analysis. A personal moment with someone who was kind enough to invite another into his worldview was not that time. 

When Terran took his hand, however, Silas jerked back. [b]"That's a very kind offer, Terran. But. Ah..."[/b] he fumbled. As carefully as he could, he tucked the blank back into Terran's hand, and closed the other man's fingers around it. [b]"I'm afraid I have a bit of a personal policy against meddling in magical 'experiments.' I'm not- Ah. I've had my share of accidents. Not that I doubt your competency. At all. I just. Erm."[/b] 

Silas wriggled in his chair, and folded his hands in his lap. [b]"I don't mean it offensively. It's just... It's a bit far out of my comfort zone, if you will."[/b]