[She doesn't hear it, in fact, and even if she did-- well, not everyone can be as accepting as the Musketeers are.]
Thank you.
[She will wait, on the other side of the bridge, holding the hem of her dress, and when she finally spots him (and really, he must have been on the move already when talking to her, how could he be here already if it wasn't that), and waves her hand, calling out:] Sebastian!