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Sylvie refused to show any weakness.
Turning down help from strangers while on the run.
Attempting nonchalance in regards to Loki’s presence, especially when she was about to enter the citadel.
Though she didn’t remember it, asking Loki what he wanted at the bar, too scared to voice her own desires.
Putting on a brave face for Mobius after Loki left. Even though he was the only one who might understand her pain, a part of her still saw him as the one plotting her downfall.
Sylvie was brave, no doubt. But not brave enough to ask anyone to stay.