Did he just...yes, of course he did. It's almost comforting to know that in any world, any Sylvain is still so....Sylvain.

"Nor you, I see." She doesn't bother to respond to the compliment on her looks, that's practically a 'good morning' from Sylvain, especially with her hair undoubtedly coming lose with the speed of her walking.

"And I'll be the judge of what to worry about, thank you." She smiles, to soften the words. "Are you ok? Have you...spoken to anybody else yet? From home, that is?"