[He's been kept in a pen? And he sounds proud of that? Silas is going to be continually baffled in response. Could he get away if he really tried to kick up a fuss? Surely. Is he willing just yet? .... to be determined.]

No, no, no date. I was just trying to get to, the... [he could lie and say the bathroom, but something speaks to him that might sound like an invitation] just the hall, for a-aah!

[so much for being quiet and not kicking up a fuss. It only takes a wide palm brushing along the top curve of his ass to get him to shoot up straight as a board and slap at those bullish hands in protest. No feeling up where that tail of his is...]

Stop! Sir! None of that!