The quiet ones are the ones with bombs and knives. The quiet ones will break your heart and not even care. The quiet ones are the ones in the back corner of the room, not really saying anything, but watching you just the same. The quiet ones are always the ones that are thinking. Thinking about what? Thinking about everything. They are calm, contemplative creatures that would kill you, given the chance. The quiet ones are the ones that attack you from the front while you're watching your back. You have to watch out for the quiet ones.