"Doesn´t it bother you..." by Jenny Olivera

''Silver took a bite of his own sandwich and sorted out a few more of the tracking remote pieces. It looked like just a mess of electronics to me but the chips and wires seemed to be making sense to him. 'Tori's right, you know,' I said. 'If it weren't for you thinking of stuff like this we wouldn't have a chance.'

He made an indistinct noise around a mouthful of food.

I leaned back against the wall and concentrated on eating and trying to figure out what we could do from here. We had a pretty sweet deal at The Pit and it was not going to be easy living without that.

'Doesn't it bother you that I can think along these lines?'

'What?' I looked back over at Silver. He was looking at me sideways, though his hair.

'I know it bothers Erin, and I can understand why.'

'Damn - you could hear that? Just how good is your hearing?'

He turned to face me. 'Probably better than you think.' He just stared at me, waiting for an answer. I couldn't make out his expression.

I started to answer, but then stopped. I wanted to tell him it didn't bother me, but I found I couldn't.''
From Silver: Part 5, which can be found in my Elfwood library.

(I'd go nuts if I had that much hair in my face.)