His face scrunches up, and so it's lopsided and genuine that Silver can't help but admit to himself that it's cute. That Benedict is cute, with his smooth skin and clean face and soft voice. At the very least, he's something different to look at.

"Can't be able to seek too much pleasure if you're still trapped in this Godforsaken place." Even if it's with him. Silver leans back, putting his one foot up onto the table and looking teasingly at the other. "Does the gilded cage ever seem a little too crowded?"