#silasxethan

"Just trust me, okay?" Silas rolled up Ethan's sleeve as far as he could, tucking in the fabric so it wouldn't come loose. Rochelle had told him Ethan did well with touch and while he understood what that meant there was still a deep divide in their knowledge of each other and he felt uncomfortable. So he was going to approach touch in a different way. Reaching for the paints he had already prepared he forewent the brush and dipped the tip of his finger into a deep crimson, using a featherlight touch to apply it to Ethan's skin. "What's your favorite color?" The question seemed to have nothing to do with what he dipped his fingers into, just something he felt normal people would know about each other. "And your favorite food?"

Name: Olivia / Oli

Gender: Female

General appearance: Usually well put together but comfortable. Not frumpy. Stylish when she wants to be, a little messy when she doesn't.

Personality: Will tell you exactly how it is, bluntly and then pat you on the back and call you sweetheart. She means well almost all of the time but found directness as an approach to life the easiest way to get her needs met and her point across.

Special talents: Being part dream and part all things death, Oli found that she was meant to reap sleeping souls. It's easier than what her dad has to do since she can approach people in their dreams.

Who they like better: Ethan

Who they take after more: Ethan

Personal headcanon: While Oli loves Izzy and Abi she grew up differently and doesn't hold as much disdain for Silas. She still likes to give him shit though.