[ Inwardly she flinches. Sharp or not she still feels the edge to his voice, subconsciously hearing it after days spent together. There's some level of shame that rises in there too at the mention of her old habits - probably moreso than the time that Sylvain had specifically called her out. Her younger self had been more shameless, and far less concerned about what the Gautier hier playboy thought of her lazy tendencies.

Now however...

His question makes her shift uncomfortably as it edges closer and closer to a topic that she'd prefer to avoid airing out with him. Claude had been one thing and difficult enough to admit. Sylvain is completely uncharted territory and part of the reason she had her reservations about her and Claude. ]

You've been taking care of me since I got here. And been forgiving when you shouldn't have. You left me all of those sweet notes and made me those treats and took care of me when I was recovering. You cook for me when you really don't have to - if there's anyone you should be cooking for it should be Claude.

[ She winces, her next words coming out halting. ]

And we've kissed and in the Feywilds you - we - you should be focusing your energy on Claude.