"Oh dear." Combeferre winced sympathetically. "Though we all make misjudgments from time to time, yes? And how else are we to learn? Your friend must know that." He had a difficult time imagining that anyone who knew Sybil would think anything but the best of her. There wasn't an unkind bone in the young woman's body. "I had not realized you had a friend from home here. This person is adjusting to the modern world more swiftly, I presume?"