Sybil has no idea what to expect of her lesson with Rat. She only knows that he's agreed to help her, but where that help may take them she isn't entirely sure. She's prompt at least, knocking on his door at precisely the time they agreed upon, even though it meant standing in the hall for a few minutes with her eyes on her watch.

"Hello," she says with a warm but nervous smile, her hands folded politely together in front of her. "Were you still wanting to do this?"