[ It's rare that Brynhildr ever speaks up of her own accord – less so now than it was when she was first summoned, but she seems to be keeping true to everything she's ever said about wanting to stay just a tool and nothing more. She's not a fool. She knows it's dangerous for her to even be a Servant at all, so she has to be careful.

But apparently, there's some lines that even she has to draw. And she finds herself drawing it in the aftermath of a rough battle, with both of them running ragged and Dimitri...

Well, there's no nice way to say it, but Dimitri's a bit of a mess. ]

... Master. Might it be wise for us to find somewhere to rest and refresh ourselves? Your clothes, your hair, they're quite... stained.