Sorry for the wait on this! <3
Though the cigarette butt had smoldered into extinction, a thin haze of smoke still clung to the room leaving the smell to linger. Silas, of course, didn’t mind it so much. He wasn’t a heavy smoker, but he did welcome to occasional cigarette or joint and the smell was just something that came with it. Silas lifted his rested hand, bringing the sandwich again to his awaiting mouth. He took another hearty bite, savoring the tasty meal that Cassius had put together. Silas was grateful that Cass was kind enough to share.
"Gadget, eh?" He responded after swallowing the bite he had taken. He had seen a raccoon before, but didn’t come across them often here. Those animals being largely nocturnal, Silas was usually always inside or out of their range by the time night fell. Still, he had always silently wondered about these masked creatures, whenever he happened to catch a glimpse of them. After all, these creatures weren’t native to Russia. "He ees a cool guy, yah?" Silas asked playfully, a smile on his features as he regarded the coon. "I haven’t seen him here before." Then again, Silas had been straying from the mansion more recently. "Does he leeve vith you een your room?"
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