Wylan doesn't know who Hilda is, and he can't help but notice that he's still pinned. He doesn't mention that though, just continues to blush as Sylvain grins at him.

"Do you need to be poked or prodded?" He eyes him wondering if this stranger is going to suddenly collapse and Wylan will somehow be blamed, maybe by this Hilda person.

"I'm going to assume you're probably not a very good patient, are you?"