The fire is a nice difference to the cold. With a shiver, Ashe sits and looks up at Sylvain. The hair is... actually beautiful, even if the rest of him gives him signs of a lack of humanity. Yet, he's not a beast, either. There's something else going on that he can't quite put his finger on.

Ah. Right. He-- he was asked a question.

"I don't think so. Not exactly." It's not a good answer, but-- "I was trying to go somewhere else. Somewhere not Yharnam."