[when did it ever become time for them to congratulate her, like they were two proud parents? rin's face is unamused—even if she's blushing, exhilarated from her success—and she accepts saber's hand to deliberately thread her fingers between hers, returning mana that would make up for the spells while the wichts die.]

Hmph—! I don't need you to tell me that. We haven't finished yet. I'm a Hero, so you can't just expect I won't play the role...

[her retrieved whip is at her side, well away from the scattered wichts. pulling saber along, she inspects the debris and gift boxes of chocolate on the ground, spreading some of them with the tip of her boot.]

They were possessed by evil spirits, like I thought. We shouldn't leave until we've explored all of this refuse for anything valuable.

[as a side note, she reminds her companion—]

Oh, and no eating the chocolate, even now.