Seriousness returns as Silver bows back, though her eyes are still sparkling. Then she smiles again, having decided that she likes this guy. "I know somebody with a name that sounds like that. She's Aoife McCloud. She says she picked the name because she's gonna live a long time." More hair pushing. "Can I sit with you?"

Silver's usually not quite this chatty. But she's also a baby empath, and can feel sadness that she's pretty sure is coming from Connor.