Sometimes I wonder what Sybil is thinking during those pauses. There's probably some sort of social boundary she's crossing by even talking to me, a Lady talking with just a common person. I don't think she thinks she's superior, but I imagine that social boundaries are hard to cross even when you know they shouldn't be there.

"Sure, not a problem," I say. It's what I do, right? Watch over people and protect them so it's the least I can do for a friend, or someone who is at least friendly to me.