Silas heard the slip of the tongue and he smiled, assuming that therefore meant they worked in the same building. "I think we probably work in the same place, judging from the correction over clothing," he said, smiling at her. "I only just moved here though," he added, frowning a little. He hardly knew anyone. It would be nice to meet someone else who he could perhaps become friends with in the long run. She seemed like the sort of person he wouldnt mind making friends with anyway.

"Nice to meet you too, Olivia," he replied, shaking her hand. He hadnt wanted to disturb her from eating but she had finished now anyway so he suppoed it was only right to be polite. He shook his head when she queried him not eating, "No, I don't eat in public places like this," he responded. He had worked in a food hygiene centre and the number of complaints coming from muggle catering places about food that was poisoned or uncooked or in some way inedible made him avoid them when possible. He generally prefered his own cooking as well. "I prefer eating at home," he added, not wanting to sound like he just disliked muggle places though as that wasnt the case. If he knew a place was fine, he'd eat there. He just needed to learn to trust it first.