[ it's okay, she's not one for the niceties of society; she might not've asked for his name at all, but now that she has it, she commits it to memory by spelling it out in her head repeatedly before responding.
she has a small pout, but it's with the edge of amusement that makes it more bratty than upset in any fashion. ]
River. No Bs or Ts.
[ no butts or buttons here, sir! she looks at him curiously. ]
'Sylvain' with a Y? [ a blink. ] When did they steal you away?
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she has a small pout, but it's with the edge of amusement that makes it more bratty than upset in any fashion. ]
River. No Bs or Ts.
[ no butts or buttons here, sir! she looks at him curiously. ]
'Sylvain' with a Y? [ a blink. ] When did they steal you away?