( she thinks about his question. what else do i need? for all the fine education sylvie has received throughout her life, she isn't sure any of it has prepared her for the real struggles and battles of life. and she is no soldier, she wasn't taught to fight, she's had to learn on her own. with her own methods, her own two hands.
no subject
carefully, she enquires, voice kept soft: )
What do you need, to be a soldier?