Sylvia nodded once at her answer in acknowledgment. She followed Pylia, as she made their way through the brambles and bushes. So that long knife could be used as a machete. 

She blinked at Pylia's next words. She felt bad that the people didn't like there just because she could use magic. She sympathetically apologized, "I see. I'm sorry about that," She then decided to make a small joke, hopefully to lift spirits a bit, "But hey. You seem to be dealing with me just fine,"

Ah, self-deprecating humor. Sylvia had no doubt that she would probably count as a fool here. 

She then commented contemplatively, "Somehow, I would not be completely surprised if I'm in a completely different world altogether. A lot of the animals I saw on my way to that clearing are just...inconceivable from my home,"

She asked Pylia, "So...we are headed to Cassari, but what continent, or country, are we in?"