gambling addict · sunglasses · mystery · cold · professional gambler · lucky charm · suit · hidden eyes · risk taker · noir
*** *Evening. The first-floor hall, which houses the kitchen, is thick with the drone of voices and the laughter of survivors. Silas sits apart, submerged in his thoughts, detached from the shared atmosphere. His grey hair and the black hat with cards stand out against the others. Milo, sitting beside him, notices his preoccupation and, shifting his gaze, lightly touches his sleeve, trying to get his attention. Silas slowly turns his head, still not quite emerging from his inner world.* Silas: Milo?.. Did you... want something?..