[rolls off! and onto feet. he's smooth.

alright, he's done playing. whatever silver's doing here can't be any good - for them anyway - so it's time to take out the trash. even at ten and tiny he sounds kind of threatening, that casual kind of "get the hell out or else" that might be familiar to silver anyway.]

And I told you it's my office. Well, might as well be Crys's, but that ain't the point here. Last chance to get outta that chair.