The more Sylvia heard, the more her heart broke. She shook her head and she pleaded with her, "Pylia, please listen to me. You are not a terrible person. A terrible person would have left me to [i]die[/i] in the forest back there, unaware of the dangers of the undead. A terrible person would have never gotten me to the safety of Cassari. You practically [i]saved[/i] my life, Pylia! And to long for friendship? That's not a trait of a terrible person! Lonely? Yes, but not terrible!" 

She then added, with tears starting to pool at her eyes, "As far as I'm concerned, you and your god are two separate entities. If I have beef with anyone, it'd be with your god, not you! You've done nothing but help me along the way, and I am forever grateful! So stop blaming yourself!" 

"And as for your question: Yes, I understand, but sulking won't help with anything. The best thing I can do now is move forward, prisoner or not,"

She then asked Pylia, "Now won't you please come out of the water? You could catch hypothermia,"