[color=lightsteelblue][h3][center]Niall[/center][/h3][/color]
Niall gave a bit of a chuckle at the Splice who was clearly intoxicated. Niall was quite intrigued by the suit of armor that Anderson was wearing. After touching the small button the suit seemed to be mechanically powered in some manner and magical in another. Overall it was very interesting. He ran a massive hand along his jawline through the thick scruff that had grown there over the afternoon hours. It was already nearly an inch long, that was the one bad thing about being a Lycan, they seemed to grow facial hair nearly instantly after shaving. Whatever the speed it was certainly much faster than any human's facial hair growth and the most common reason once their facial hair came in it stayed. Niall was one of the very few who actually shaved, mostly because he was slightly vain about the sharp edge of his jawline and chin that characterized him among his peers as the highest of the elite. The trait was highly desirable in a male and even promoted in females though not quite to the same extent, they tended to lean towards wanting to have high prominent cheekbones and a thin straight nose. 

Lyla was giggling away as she spoke of being made. He wasn't quite sure how Splices were made but he knew the general idea behind it. Animal DNA was swapped into a sequence of human DNA generally in the first stages of embryo formation and the DNA could cause any number of things to occur in the embryo. Generally it was physical manifestations. He would let Lyla explain if she was capable. It wasn't his story to tell anyhow. "[color=lightsteelblue]She is a Splice. They are not quite made, more like altered very early on in development from what I understand and then left to develop. Are you alright?[/color]" He questioned of the girl as he swiped a rag from just behind the counter to wipe up the drink. He wasn't particularly worried about losing the drink or the spill.