[ She lets out a huff of breath, a reluctant concession and an even more reluctant hint of brief amusement. The situation would seem almost laughably ridiculous if she didn't have to be in it. ]

No, it seems that what I want matters little, and I imagine that setting our only exit aflame would go poorly.

[ She steps into the best lit area of the closest, the better to size him up. Her solemn expression says she is taking him absolutely seriously in this moment, which she may not always be willing to do. She didn't know him well at the Academy, it's true, but she would never have associated his reputation with discretion. ]

I see no reason we should waste more than seven minutes in here, if that much. I bear you no particularly ill will and I am eager to leave not just this closet but the entire resort. I propose a truce as long as we are here, and an agreement to share any useful information that may lead to our escape.

[ Unless Sylvain wants to be here, which... why? ]

If we decide to kiss our way out of this I would prefer that we keep it to ourselves.