_"No you don't have to do that! She's my sister so she not going to hurt me."_

Marianne glanced at Rosa, then at Konnie. At once she bowed before the older sister and smiled to show her good intentions.

“Ah, so she’s your sister then? Well it’s very nice to meet you Konnie’s Sister. Apologies for my hasty reaction. I simply took you to be an enemy berserker meant to take out our magical defenses first. But seeing as you’re not, I’d feel really guilty for what I was about to do to you.”

As she said this, the unnerving words and willingness to go through with that plan didn’t really make her smile any more comical. If anything, it was just there to creep people out. But hey, she was nice enough and trying at least.

_"So yeah, no spell slinging or whatever you do with your hands. It's nice that somebody was looking out for my sister without me."_

_"Have I introduced myself yet?" If I hadn't I'm Konnie and this my sister, Rosa."_

“Of course,” Marianne replied to Rosa’s compliment. “I’d do anything for a friend. And since you’re Konnie’s sister, that makes you my friend too. I’ll be sure to place your bodies together after death when the time comes, since you’re sisters.”

The Dark Mage glanced at Konnie fully now.

“I’m also glad to see there’s another Mage around here,” she said warmly. “Maybe we could exchange spells sometime soon? Yes…I’d like that very much.”

_"Ey, dark spell spitter lass, me thinks the two can sort out their differences, yea? Hows about we go clean up those bodies, ye yourself said somethin' about em earlier. I owe ye for embarresin ye in front of these noble types."_

Hearing Jerod’s words, Marianne briefly tensed up for the shortest of moments. In a flash, she placed her fingers on her eye-patch, as if to verify that it was still there. Satisfied, she nodded her head and followed the man back outside to where the corpses lay no doubt.

As she did so, she took in note Princess Caroline’s entrance and introduction. Witnessing the swift boot to Jarod’s knee, Marianne chuckled lowly in amusement.

“The women in Ylisse sure are scary, right?” she said, looking at Jerod. How ironic coming from her…