So a rat, and a curtseying... cat? Sylvain's not sure what to call it, but it is cute, and the fact that it does something as human as curtsey is interesting to say the least. The little creature called Silkie gets a small wave from Sylvain.

"Look at you making so many friends," Sylvain teases, gaze shifting from the gear and up to the sky when he hears a sound. Nearing the edge of New Bark Town, he spots what he thinks is the bird he's meant to be looking out for... carrying a lot of something.

"Your Majesty," he says, tone amused, bordering on incredulous, watching this poor bird flap towards him overburdened. "I'm one guy. How much food did you order?"