Silver was often stubborn- stratch that, it was rare that he wasn’t. At least around others, there were things that he had fondness for.. but he’d never say. Nono- far too embarrassing! He could name a few in his head; that he actually enjoyed reading fairytales, or that he wore dresses in his private time occasionally-! Heck, he even started meditating after candle taught him, and he was rarely calm! (And he used to call it witchcraft-), but was it so bad if he enjoyed these things, as embarrassing as they are to him? He didn’t know, all he knew was sometimes they made him feel less worthless, he was lying in his bed staring at the ceiling, thinking about all this.