Sylvain offers him a faint smile, already grim and tired but still determined. He nods, taking a step back and gesturing to follow him.

"It will be. And trust me, I appreciate the help."

He doesn't know if Claude is here somewhere. Is half afraid of finding him and hoping that maybe he got away somehow. It's a slim hope, he knows, but he can't help but have it anyway.

"Were you alone when they took you?"