She was picked up by Jordan

"Jordan?" Sydney uttered in astonishment, her voice trembling slightly as the words hit her ears.

Her mind raced, struggling to comprehend what had just been said.

"What Jordan is he referring to?" Truce interjected; his voice filled with concern as he moved a few steps closer to Sydney.

However, it seemed that she was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't even realize he had spoken, her gaze fixed far into the distance, lost in a fog of confusion.

"Sydney," Truce said gently, his voice laced with a tender calmness as he reached out to her, his hand making contact with her skin.

His touch was soft, almost reverent, as he tried to bring her back from the abyss of her swirling thoughts.

At his touch, Sydney jerked, blinking rapidly as she snapped back to reality and turned her head in his direction. She looked at him for a moment before realizing that he had been speaking to her.