Druid. [he corrects, shortly, realizing just what he's sitting on. That's just crude, completely inappropriate, and they're in public!

Oh god, all the others must be looking at them. Silas has been sitting in another man's lap all this time. What will people say? It's not like he can pretend it wasn't him, his appearance is far too unique for that. Hesitantly, he shifts to look at the others, expecting judgmental looks.

Instead, he just realizes the people next to them are having sex. Silas' look of control slips. There's no noise, but he mouths a curse and looks away from them, scandalized.]

Nothing like that, dear heavens...