Sylvi takes a deep breath. "I think..." she pauses. "You said earlier that you figured I'd be in charge here some day. But...I don't think I'd be comfortable being in charge of a noble hold like this really is. Like, it'll always be beholden to whoever is in charge of Caer Falken. And yeah, Piper, he would. He...he's done stuff like that, when he thought it was the right thing to do to keep things under control." A look at her mother, who gives a brief sigh and a nod. "So...no, I don't want to work under him, at least not directly. But I do think we can make it its own place, and...yeah, we may need RV help now and then, but just like the Farm does. Like, as allies. Sure, people will say stuff, but...that doesn't mean we don't try, right?"