[ Sylvain hadn't been sure what to expect when he'd been 'summoned' over, the stranger's manner something he was all too familiar and having him approaching with a hint of caution.

Of course, that melts away when he gets close enough and that haughty superiority melts into something far closer to desperation.

He blinks a moment, caught off-guard, before giving a quiet chuckle and glancing around before settling down on a cushion at the man's feet like the obedient 'servant' he was playing today. This was all about the show, after all. ]

I can probably do that. But is there somewhere you're aiming to go? You should probably have a plan before I help you make a break for it.