When Chisille fell into a state of hysteria, Boris's stared pout at the ground was broken. He looked at the pathetic display, his heart hurt at the sound of the dragon crying, but his lack of current intellect didn't provide him a suitable response. He was frustrated by this, lifted himself off the floor and stomped his foot hard like a child chucking a tantrum. He then turns around, alerted by Silas's rude remark to Jack. His eyes flare with rage as he gives the old man a hefty shove against the wall -
"YOU DON'T TALK TO MY FRIEND LIKE THAT!" The shove was no doubt severe enough to knock the wind right out of Silas.
He then walks over to Jack and Betty, not saying a word to Jack, but distractedly happy to be in the company of the only friend he has at this point. He gives a soured look to Betty.
"Girls are mean!"
Vernon enters the room again to make his announcement. Boris looks at the man like someone might look at an alien vessel descending from the heavens, and also replies to Vernon:
"I may not be a smart man, but I can tell when someone is lying! Likeable men like you get away with fibs all the time!" He clenches his fists so hard that his knuckles turn white. "You better tell the truth or ELSE!"
Just then a little voice screams out from behind Jack, Bob, Betty and Boris. It's the slug on the wall, yelling loud enough for the four to hear, even though his words are directed at Jack:
"Hey you, Jack! I need a favor! Come on over here, please. It seems things are heating up around here, and I sure would appreciate it if you let me take a ride on your shoulder. I promise not to be a nuisance, you won't even know I'm there, really! It's just that I have no way of keeping up without a little help. And by the way... please don't hurt me! Oh yeah, thanks for putting out the fire!"
Buttons lifts his eyes to Jack, a look of 'this kitten is hungry' on his face.
Bob smiles, also saying something to Jack. "Looks like you're the man of the hours."
As 'Silas' was knocked against the wall, he did not remotely look like he was in any sort of pain. "Oh, so that's how you want to play it, mister Bonecrusher..." he growls softly, a small grin crawling up his mouth.