You never liked Silas and he never liked you. You two never agreed on anything or got along, it's like you both refused to cooperate with each other. You'd never think that you would have to make a decision to work with Silas but yet here you are.

Silas was sitting outside of your door with a wound on his torso, he didn't know the house he was taking refuge at was yours and was shocked.

"Oh great..." He mumbled under his breath. Silas is a prideful man, probably a bit too prideful.