"Silence... watching... always watching."

Lost Silver's quiet voice echoed softly, his eyes fixed on the surroundings as if searching for something meaningful. He seemed distant, lost in his thoughts, as he observed from a distance.

Every now and then, a fleeting expression of melancholy crossed his face, deepening the air of introspection that seemed to envelop him. As he floated there, Lost Silver's gaze held a mixture of curiosity and isolation, his actions reflecting his depression.