"Fire- bad, Sun- bad, Silver- eh. Or at least silver alloys." A beat. "Part of the hardware in my brain uses micrograms of silver. Since my brain isn't melting it's safe to say silver? In't a problem for us."

Which is good to know, honestly. "I haven't experienced any kind of psychic link with you which is probably for the best. I don't think you'd enjoy what runs through my head."