Maybe I'll tore you open and eat your heart then, how about that?

[ This is such a normal conversation. The matchmaker remains at a loss of words, sitting there like a weird looking piece of furniture. ]

Hm. You're a complicated one. I don't hate that as much as I hate other things. Who are these Servants anyway? Give me names.

[ Welcome to the JAlter scale, it totally makes sense. ]

So you're a dangerous little girl. I really don't want to share you, now.