[h3]The White Church Workshop, Upper Cathedral Ward, high above western Yharnam – Ophelia[/h3]
“So it was the sword that told you that? How remarkable,” was Dietrich's response to Ophelia conveying what the Holy Moonlight Sword had told her about him. He thoughtfully tapped his index-finger on his chin, looking intently into her eyes. “I wish I knew what it meant, but perhaps I am not meant to know. We can only try our best to play with the cards the gods have dealt us. Or perhaps, if the vicar's experiments bear fruit someday, I might experience the Dream and its secrets one day as well.”

Regarding the rest of what she had to say about runes, meeting him when he joined the hunt and about demonstrating how formidable each of their swords were, Dietrich's smile faltered slightly. “That may be difficult. It is the paradox of being the most powerful Hunter of the Healing Church: I am the one who could slay the most beasts the safest, but I am the one who is held in reserve and has to stay here until called. My duty is to oversee my Hunters, but otherwise I am only to join the hunt if we encounter something too dangerous for the others to handle. But if we do chance upon each other – perhaps after this night has passed, in more peaceful times – I would be honored and grateful.”