"You care what I think about you," Silver states, sounding almost impressed. He's lost in that damn smile, and he finds himself smiling, too. "That's your first problem,"

To emphasize his point, he gestures to the middle distance. "You care. If you're going to be hanging around here, you have to at least pretend you don't care about what anyone thinks about you. You'll get the hang of it, don't worry."