[ Sylvain... doesn't really know what a photograph is, but he gets the basic gist of that statement anyway. And yeah, that sounds like Wriothesley, alright.

He chuckles as he shakes his head fondly, then nods in response to that latter question. ]

A bit. The prison, the whole underwater thing. And I've... seen things. From his past. When he was a child. And a teen. This place has strange ways of... dredging things up unexpectedly.