At those words Sakuya could no longer hold her tongue. Her tone far colder and less openly amused than those of her lady. "Hold your tongue. You are not worthy to even entertain the idea of being My Lady's thrall. Nor are you worthy of speaking to her as if you were equals." At some point her eyes had turned red, her power manifesting more openly.

"There is none in this world that could hope to contest My Lady's power. Praise your good fortune she has not sent me to retrieve your head."