Irritated with the sudden change in control of the conversation, Sylvia though of how to respond. She took hold of one of the poles on the train to balance herself.

[i] Does this "Gavin" merit my trust? No, no it's much too soon to trust anyone, much less this one. But I can't just ignore his questions... [/i]

Sylvia impulsively started twirling her coin in between her fingers.

[i] He's clever. I need to deal with this in a way that only I get the information I need, it'd be too dangerous to trust this one right away. How am I going to do this? [/i]

Sylvia realized that her time was running short, she had to answer now. "Well then, [i] boy, [/i]" she said with spite, "You'll have to earn the respect that comes with a name. I was just wondering why, oh I don't know, in the middle of whatever you want to call this, you're chasing someone who was trying to hide their face. Understandable, no? Oh and as for [i]my[/i] name," Sylvia paused for a moment, and then with the slightest hint of a smirk said, "Evelyn. Nice to meet you."

Sylvia stopped twirling her coin and held it in a fist for a moment before putting it away and out stretching her newly freed hand to this "Gavin"