[She's become much more accustomed to casual, friendly contact like this, enough that although she does turn her face to blink at Sylvie in surprise, she at least doesn't stiffen up like a board.

That's...an unexpectedly short list, isn't it? For someone so immediately friendly and adventurous. Rita thought for sure there would be dozens of people of Sylvie's life. It doesn't sound like she was locked away and isolated like a princess in a castle, the way Estelle was, not if she was talking about the night parties in Paris, surely. Not to mention the way she tacks on that I suppose regarding her brother...

The sweetest of people can live surprisingly lonely lives, can't they?]

Hm...yeah. There didn't used to be, but...yeah, there are. I, uh, have a boyfriend, for one. [You know, seeing as Sylvie mentioned a fiancé. The concept of family is still an odd one for her to contextualize for herself, so while there are people with whom she has pretty familial relationships-] And...some really good friends.

[She does tense up a little now, fingers curling in the fabric of her pajamas. Some of those friends are from different worlds, which doesn't exactly bode well if this whole story they've been fed has any truth in it...]

Hey, what's your fiancé like?