"Thank you. Yes." It's a good idea, and Sybil is glad Lucy's suggested it. She hasn't meant to ask here, but found herself unable to stop herself from doing so. A hand in her friends, she leads the way to her bedroom, closing the door behind them.

"I- that is to say, Henri and I, we did things." Her face is burning, she's sure red as a berry. She's hoping desperately that Lucy won't judge her on this, is praying for it on some level. "Only I don't really know anything. About sex that is. More than we learn as nurses."