Sylvie nods and smiles at Lucas. "Sylvie, thank you." If she notices the weird expression briefly on Lucas's face, she doesn't mention, but neither will she ever mention his father lightly if she can help it.
"And I'm glad to hear it."
"Oh my, a full house of Drakes. Someone keep the defibrillator near Uncle Scott. And you wouldn't have Corey any other way and you know it."
She looks to Lucas. "Good for you and Moira. I got some garbled news through the grapevine a while back about Danielle's problem. Are they holding up okay?"
Sylvie's fine with help, of any necessity or lack thereof, as long as they get going and get home.
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