Sybil scoffed hearing the woman's voice and seeing the swords, "Dramatic," she murmured. She turned as Larel appeared and rolled her eyes at the dramatics there as well. The claws and fangs retracted as Larel spoke about Kaori, and she glanced over as Mary walked up towards the group, crossing her arms as the young gypsy was wiping at her eyes, trying not to cry. She looked at Larel, raising a brow at the threat, "Excuse you, but you're welcome. That being said, I'm the only conscious mind in here right now, Hotaru's checked out at the moment. Seeing you get beheaded sort of did some serious emotional trauma," she said, putting her hands on her hips.
"But he's back," Mera said, not realizing Mary was right there.
"You seriously believe with all this happening that she's going to immediately believe that's the real him?" Sybil scoffed, "She's barely even paying attention, assuming he's a fake. Which honestly, I'm not entirely sold that he's the real deal either."  
"I'm sure you're helping fantastically with her believing that," Mary grumbled and Mera turned to her, surprised she'd managed to sneak up on her. Mera walked over and pulled her close, though Mary started to pull back, not wanting to break down just yet, "L-let's helping Hotaru first," she murmured seeing the hurt look on Mera's face at the rebuff. 
"I haven't said anything to her. She wouldn't listen even if I did and I see no point in just leaving her body just laying here if I can keep her moving," Sybil shrugged nonchalantly. 
"Larel, there's a way we can prove that it's really you, because I doubt she's going to buy anything you do physically," Mary murmured, wiping at her eyes, "It might be a little uncomfortable, but it's similar to what Mera and Alari did when I was in my own head," her voice hitched as she said the names, because she remembered he'd helped too, he'd been there for that. She wasn't happy that she couldn't remember the name, but at least she still had something. Yes, it was painful, but she never wanted to lose those memories.