Well he hadn’t kicked her out of his garage yet. But Nick was still on the defense and still determined to prove herself. She had dealt with guys like this before, so it wasn’t like she didn’t know how to approach dealing with Silas, but that didn’t mean that she wasn’t more intimidated than she’d ever let on.
Nick was still a little surprised that he hadn’t had some kind of smart remark or belittling comment to throw back at her after she had finished speaking. Did that mean he actually believed she knew what she was talking about? Maybe it did, but she wasn’t going to let it go to her head or get her hopes up. Not yet anyway. She would wait to see how the rest of this little meeting went before she decided whether or not she had sufficiently managed to prove herself to him.
“Yeah,” she kept her reply simply, despite the fact she could have gone on and on about what her daddy had taught her. Her expression turned into a frown as Silas spoke again. “Oh,” what was she supposed to say to that? “Did you, ah, live on the streets?” That probably wasn’t’ something she should go asking, but the only other response she had to that was to tell him that she’d grown up without her mom and that seemed like it would be an even worse response.
She was more than a little relieved when he didn’t just flat out kick her out of the garage for her ‘idiot’ comment. “I’m not exactly a genius anywhere else but in a garage either.” her grades in school could prove that one. She wasn’t an idiot or anything, but academics had never been her strong suit. “So if you don’t have cages or carts, do you have some kind of scrap metal that can be welded into cages?” Because that seemed like the only option now and Nick honestly liked the idea of creating everything from scratch, but that was just because she liked a challenge.