[Sylvain finds himself wondering something similar. Had they really been stuck in there? The doctor certainly had seemed to imply that was the case and from what everyone else had told him, or rather warned him, they likely hadn't had a choice in whether or not they could stay or leave. The addition of the aphrodisiac certainly seemed to back this assumption up.

He's pulled from his thoughts when Seteth speaks up, almost seems to chide him. He hadn't even really realized he'd been smiling. While it wasn't quite instinct, it was definitely habit.

He takes a moment to process what Seteth says before, a little unintentionally, responding by giving him a smile and a nod.] Got it.

It... It wasn't really so bad. Just... different. [Alright, so he'd actually enjoyed parts of what had just happened. And maybe that's what's throwing him a little.] I mean, I would've preferred not having someone there judging our performance. And I didn't love being forced to do that. But... [He shrugs a little, looking to Seteth, hopeful that he understands what he's trying to say.]