[Sam260]

Silas nodded and placed his plate down on the table next to the chair and squirmed in it until he was comfortable. His stomach resting on his thighs and extended out to almost his kneecaps "I'm not going to get any bigger... I refuse to get any bigger than this." Silas said, laying his head back and closing his eyes against the harsh overhead lights.

Just standing in the buffet line to get his plate of food was exhausting, pretty much anything he did was exhausting nowadays. He sighed and turned his head to look at Sidney "We're turning the dining room into a temporary bedroom when I have to go on bedrest... I will not be restricted to staying upstairs... There is absolutely nothing up there to do." Silas grumped as he reached over to his plate and started popping olive after olive into his mouth.

Silas watched carefully as people milled around the room, most seemed to be maintaining their distances from Silas, and the man was absolutely okay with that -- he hadn't wanted to have a party to celebrate him or the babies; not that he didn't want them or people to be happy that they were doing this again... It was just Silas in general, he hated parties where he was the main focus -- In the years that they had been together, not once had they celebrated one of Silas' birthday's, and it was with good reason.

Silas knew that Sid was just trying to make him feel a bit better, less like a social outsider. Since Silas had started showing, he had become more reclusive, shoving away people who cared about him - all except for Sid and the kids. A party was the last thing on his mind. Eating another Olive, Silas looked over at Sidney and furrowed his brows "You know there will be pay back for this, right?"