She's a speck of a girl, this one, but the fact that she's bold enough to approach Sylvia says something. Sylvia lowers her drink, regarding Abigail with a faintly pitying look.

"Widdowson." She rolls the name over her tongue; it is a familiar one. "I haven't heard that name in a while. Thank you."

She knows some of the Widdowson family history, enough to know that the family are cursed and that Abigail's story is inevitably a tragic one. If anything, she's a perfect case study of the dangers of dark magic.