Sybil and her mother came to the Bleak street for her mom's meeting in the Poison Atter. Not being interested in joining her mom and for the fact that the pub doesn't allow children to come, Sybil decided to take a seat on the bench. A fellow Scitorari of her mom came toward the young girl and sat next beside her. Sybil was definitely wasn't in the mood for any accompany, not even from this woman. She whispered to her ear and handed her some herbs that she had always wanted. Sybil looked at it with no emotion and coldly looked at the older woman. She nodded her head, signaling her that she was great full of the gift and the woman left for the Poison Atter. It seemed like her mother wont be in a meeting about her business seeing how many familiar Scitoraris passed her. Sybil ignored some stares from familiar faces and opened her little gift. She touched the leaves and placed it back into the bag and quickly put it deep in her pocket.