[ He tipped his head. It could almost be said that he was lifting an eyebrow, but it's the one over that scarred part of his face — and thus missing. He hasn't found a decent concealer yet, clearly.

His lips quirked. ]

Well, I never said I was, boy. Only asked how you knew. For the number of people in here... [ He gestured. There were many empty cages, but also several full ones. ]

It seems a rather thriving little community. You know everyone in it?

[ It seems to be an inane direction of questioning, but perhaps... Well. Silco doesn't seem the inane type, does he? besides the temper tantrum ]