[Mint]

"And so are you." Red replied as he watched the others walk off with the two younger Silvers.

Denum looked around- his eyes cold and un-trusting. He didn't like this place. It was too closed in, just like the facility. But even that aside, they were surrounded by potential threats to their health. All the eyes on them- glinting silver in the dark. And those whispers- constant and not voices, but thoughts. These people just seamlessly went from vocalized conversation to telepathy- both just as natural for them. He could feel them reaching out to him and kept his guard up to keep them from invading his mind.