This hadn't been what Benedict had intended to do with his night when he'd gone over to talk to Silver and his friend. It's a fantastic turn of events that makes his skin prickle with delight, and he tries his best not to squirm too much under Silver's attentions.

"I'm not certain I wanted to be sly."

Benedict can't resist the mass of curls falling around him. He reaches up to push his fingers into them, then turns his head to try and catch Silver in another kiss.

"No one ever pays me enough mind to notice who I might be looking at."