[Silas shake is firm, yet very brief, he's quick to take his hand back. That fleeting confidence he stammered over earlier is evident in his mannerisms, too. Far from Everett's bold self assurance]
Are you of the Above World, good miss? I've not met another human from outside my own people. [they don't come visiting, really, the rare ones who did were usually swift to integrate into their culture, turned away from their own. Silas didn't consider those sorts to truly be outsiders... they seemed to know where they belonged.]
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Are you of the Above World, good miss? I've not met another human from outside my own people. [they don't come visiting, really, the rare ones who did were usually swift to integrate into their culture, turned away from their own. Silas didn't consider those sorts to truly be outsiders... they seemed to know where they belonged.]