Sylvia noticed Pylia hid her hands, clearly uncomfortable with being here. As Pylia spoke, Sylvia remembered what Pylia had told her. She grew up here, and this may be where she met her friend...and possibly those damned necromancers. She looked to the orphanage as Pylia pointed it out. Sylvia murmured in response thoughtfully, "So that's where you grew up..." Before she could say anything else, Shor came back, while Dimos was being escorted away. She was glad to hear that Dimos would be okay, but she raised an eyebrow at the fact that they weren't allowing outsiders to come in. 

That didn't sound weird or suspicious...at all...

Disappointed that they couldn't take a tour of the place, she agreed, "Sure. Let's get going," It was probably for the best anyways, considering that Pylia was clearly not comfortable being here.