It's actually good, to be guarded, and not just because Silco is... well. Not exactly the person you want to tell your life story to. He doesn't take offense, but instead just watched her for a few moments, before he tapped his lips with his fingers, considering.

He drug his middle finger down to his chin, before it rested there. "Well, the Regent does want us to help all of our new Aions out, so I suppose I am."

It's blunt, and surprisingly honest. After all, how else was someone supposed to get to the Kenoma lodestone willingly? Silco wasn't exactly a fighter, but he was good at talking.

"So how much backstory do you want? Or would you rather have the abridged version?"