As I sat across from Sylvie, my mind wandered—not just to the present but to the world of the game, to how much her presence had shifted from what I remembered. Sylvie's fork clinked softly against her plate, her expression still flushed with a mixture of curiosity and embarrassment from our earlier exchange, but my thoughts had already begun to spiral into analysis.
'Sylvie,' I mused inwardly, letting the name echo in my thoughts. In the game, she was a slow burn—a character whose importance wasn't fully revealed until much later. For most of the first act, her presence was understated, almost overshadowed by the more dramatic characters like Irina or Seraphine. Players could easily overlook her, especially since her powers, her true significance as a Saintess, didn't awaken until the summer break of the first year.
