His home was in Springstar, hm? It was obvious, then, what he'd signed on with. "Meridian, then?" he asked, another slow drink.

Silco was Very good at moderation, after all, and he wasn't the type to indulge in more than necessary, so he drank slow, sips rather than chugs. The mark of someone who owned a bar, and knows how to avoid the pitfalls. "You seem the type."

He added it, offhand. Bright, friendly, cheery. The kind of person who people liked. That spoke of these bright and cheery pathways in Springstar, as opposed to the quiet, moonlit paths of Highstorm.