Softening the blow with pastries.
After their little picnic and... the events that transpired during and after, Sasha felt sooner was better than later to break the news to Sylvie. As one of her besties, Sylvie would think she was hiding it if she put off telling her. Of course, the fact that the other party in this equation was her cousin, well, that was just another very viable reason why now was better than a week from now. Or never.

Regardless, she still wasn't looking forward to it. So she baked. Because really, bad news always went better with something to shove in your mouth. And Sylvie did love her pies. And her cookies. So... one pie and two dozen cookies later, Sasha was bringing her attempted-bribe to Sylvie's door with a soft knock.