Sylvia noticed how Pylia tried to avoid the discussion, but she remained silent. She nodded a quiet thanks to Buddy after he prevented Pylia from running away. She gave Pylia time to calm herself, and she listened when she spoke. She accepted the apology, but she gave Pylia a deadpan look of skepticism when she said that there were things that she didn't need to know. She honestly thought that knowledge was power, and this situation seems like she should know. 

Then she mentioned how angry she felt at the invasion of privacy, and Sylvia nodded, accepting that anger. But she was glad that Pylia understood and seemed to be handling that anger well. When she offered the pipe, Sylvia declined politely. She never smoked anything in her life, so she wasn't really going to start now. 

She listened as Pylia began explaining that she and a friend of hers had studied necromancy, made friends with awful people, and now her friend was dead because of them. All of that had spurred her into hiding just outside of Cassari...

She saw the tears form, and she could feel tears start to sting her eyes again. She could hear all of the negative emotions, and she could feel the sadness, anger, and pain. After she asked for a moment, she answered her compassionately, "It's okay, Pylia. Take as much time as you need," She let Pylia cry, while remaining in the room to be there for her. She wasn't going to try hugging her again, she learned from last time that it didn't really help. 

[i]It's okay to cry...[/i]

Sylvia remembered hearing those words. She knew why someone said that to her, but she shoved the memory to the back of the mind once more. This was about Pylia, not her. 

She waited for Pylia. When she finishes crying, Sylvia intended to ask more questions. But she did make a mental note: If she ever came across those necromancers herself, then she was going to kick their butts.