[ He'd feel badly about making her use prana if this weren't an expected exchange between Master and Servant. It would be patronizing if he handled her with kid gloves, after all.

At her observation, though, he lifts his head and moves towards the location in question, noticing that yes, that inky blackness is gone— strange, but a victory for them, nevertheless. ]

That could be the case. If so, then it looks like we have a set goal.

[ A confident tilt of his head. ]

Eliminate the rogue Servants, eliminate the threat.