Sylvia averted her attention to the window, her lips falling into a small smile. At the mention of her clothes she relaxed her shoulders, her head falling against the headrest as rain began to fall against the roof of the Toyota. Her brows furrowed when her minds-eye repeated Aleksandr's reaction to her focus turning to him as her question was aimed at his father. At the familiar sight of her home/store Sylvia straightened in her seat and felt excitement blossoming in her chest. 

"Could you help Sylv get her things together?" Were the words that snapped her attention back to the two occupants of the car. She blinked before realizing that she'd be able to grab the things she want. When the sound of a door opening drew hee attention a few moments later, Sylvia shifted in her seat. Cool air filled the car and caressed her skin, she shivered and glanced up when a shadow loomed over her seated form. 

"Alright," Sylvia listened as Aleksandr began to speak, her head tilting slightly. "I'm going to need your help, again." The same hand was offered as before, a small almost nervous smile on his lips. 

"Why, thank you for your assistance good sir
" She offered as she reached for his hand, her lips forming a small smirk as before. She was going to bask in this sopened until they reached the front door. She knew once they caught sight of her, chaos would ensue and she wasn't in the mood. 

She noticed as her hand touched Aleksandr's how warm it was. Either she was cold and she hadn't noticed or he ran a higher temperature than normal. [@Briza]