Benedict looks breathless, and wide-eyed, and maybe Silver is reading far too into things but he seems, just for a moment, that he's truly alive. Silver takes pleasure in that, cleaning himself next.

Perhaps the other is nervous about what comes next. Perhaps he isn't--Silver doesn't quite care after the mind-blowing orgasm he's just had. What he does care about is offering the rum to Benedict and taking careful note of the bruises and marks on his neck.