[Her voice is flat, unyielding, even as she takes in the sight of her body. Goodness, they really did know how to make a beautiful woman, didn't they? It was like a honeyed, poison trap though.
Much like herself.
Her eyes flicked to Irisviel's face.]
And I would. I most certainly would. And I have no ability to cleanse you, even if you wished for it.
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[Her voice is flat, unyielding, even as she takes in the sight of her body. Goodness, they really did know how to make a beautiful woman, didn't they? It was like a honeyed, poison trap though.
Much like herself.
Her eyes flicked to Irisviel's face.]
And I would. I most certainly would. And I have no ability to cleanse you, even if you wished for it.
You have my pity.