Cyrus of the Blissful Flame
"Ah, it would indeed be a very long story to tell. Another time, perhaps, when there is far less to do."
Seeing Sylvia stand, Cyrus naturally stood as well, hardly wishing to simply let the woman leave without a proper farewell. Of course, a thought then occurred to her, and instead of simply walking her to the door, Cyrus wrapped her arms around Sylvia in a genuine, affectionate embrace, holding her quite close. She smiled softly as she did so, and spoke quietly, but with no small amount of confidence in her voice.
"Before I forget, I am so very proud of you, Sylvia dear. You have grown a great deal since we last met, and it brings me such joy to see that confidence in all that you do. I know that you will certainly go very far in life, whatever you choose to do."
Placing a short kiss on Sylvia's forehead, she released the Captain and gave her a small wave, naturally making sure to open the door for her. That was just polite, after all.
"Stay safe on your trip, yes? I know you will do wonderfully."