[ A look of surprise flickers briefly across her face – even calling it a microexpression would probably be generous but it betrays her feelings in a way she's already scolding herself for. A Master seeking power isn't at all unusual, but the way he speaks makes it sound as though Brynhildr herself is the thing he has sought – not merely a tool in service of seeking out greater power.
How strange. She seems to have been summoned by a truly unusual Master. ]
Yes. I am a Servant – and you are my Master. If those are the orders you give me, then I will fulfill them.
[ She says it not with confidence but a matter-of-factness that her soft, almost toneless voice underlines firmly. She is a Servant – a Valkyrie. Following orders is her life and the death of her. ]
no subject
How strange. She seems to have been summoned by a truly unusual Master. ]
Yes. I am a Servant – and you are my Master. If those are the orders you give me, then I will fulfill them.
[ She says it not with confidence but a matter-of-factness that her soft, almost toneless voice underlines firmly. She is a Servant – a Valkyrie. Following orders is her life and the death of her. ]