Silas was kind of tired and full and despite the small nap he had taken during the feast... yeah. People talked too much and at great length about things that were not important. It was exhausting pretending he cared. SNOOZE FEST!

But whatever. Feast was over and here he was. In the room with a bunch of other people and the fireplace was emitting JUST ENOUGH heat to make him feel like he was going to nod off. FUNSIES! And his HoH just jumped out the window... and people were doing things. Blaaaaah.

Moving over to the sofa he plopped down and let out a great big yawn and looked around at his housemates. Hmmmm. Who did he want to talk to?