[Suzerain of Sheol]

"Oh, whatever pleases you most, mon doux. I'll spend the greater part of our time disembodied, unless you order me otherwise. And I would not sully your esteem of me with descriptions of my preferred environs."

Her eyes suddenly narrow, clairvoyance flashing across the city in a search for the mana-signatures of other Servants, finding nothing within the mile she can sense. "Even more," she adds, "Once we begin, I'll be quite taken up with hunting our enemies, I'm sure. I don't mean to take a passive roll in this war. You are, of course, free to compel me otherwise with a Command Seal, but do attempt wisdom in their use, dear."